Well, that was a good idea in theory. Get off work early, go have a little supper, and see a new movie. Supper was good. The movie...a fat steamy turd. Halfway through, I got up and got my money back. The Disney/Pixar folks fell in love with themselves and their animation skills and forgot that movies need a story not just pretty moving pictures. I/we have never been so bored so quickly. Now I know how all those ADD kids feel. The boys sat there with blank expressions on their faces, not even cracking one smile. Jake left the theater angry. Brady looked like his brain had melted. Awesome. High five for me and my big ideas. On the bright side, since the wonderful folks at AMC gave us a full refund, we get to go see Iron Man again in the morning. Now THAT is a kick-A movie that will hopefully let the boys forget about this little misadventure tonight.
