Welcome back to another installment of Myssi’s Movie Monday. While we were on winter break, I took Dan’l to the library. His library card expired and I had to sign for him to renew it. After I filled out the form, the clerk asked me if I wanted to allow Dan’l to check out movies and CDs. I was surprised that they would allow an 11-year-old boy to check out movies, but I remember checking out albums when I was little, so it makes some sense. (What doesn’t make sense is why they didn’t mention it when he got his first card, but anyway.)
Dan’l was excited about being able to check out movies so we went to the movie section and he picked “Hoosiers.” I thought, “Hoosiers? Snore. Why would anyone want to watch yet another sports movie?”
On the other hand, Dan’l didn’t show any interest in the movie I picked: “Auntie Mame.”
A week passed before we finally got around to watching the movies. I was put off by Auntie Mame’s length—143 minutes—and I asked Dan’l if he wanted to watch Hoosiers. He said he had watched some of it cable with R and wasn’t that interested anymore. Then I started feeling bad for this DVD that nobody wanted to watch anymore and decided to watch it. Imagine how surprised I was when a little more than 15 minutes in, I was hooked and I ended up liking the movie. Dan’l sat to watch it 30 minutes after it started and lied about the ending after I nagged him to tell me.
Yes, it’s a typical redemption/Cinderella (another thing, why do they call it a Cinderella story in basketball? I don't see the connection.) story, but it didn’t feel tired and old. Gene and Barbara kissing was gross; Dan’l and I laughed and cringed when they kissed, but it was nice to be able to watch a movie without having to worry about what was next—nudity or violence—because of Dan’l. He might smoke, have tattoos all over his body and be part of some fight club, but I’ll be damned if he sees any boobs.
I learned quite a few things from this movie. Dan’l explained what full-court advantage means, basketball is big in Indiana and the B’s face has changed a lot since this movie came out. I didn’t recognize her.
Dan’l went to bed when that movie was over and I stayed up to watch “Auntie Mame.” Maybe the camp fan in me is dying because I am not crazy about this movie. Rosalind Russell was great, but annoying when she was overacting. I know the character called for melodrama, but she showed she was capable of tender moments too. I wanted more tender moments. Everyone has a crazy aunt so she’s already a familiar character. Show us something new. My crazy aunt is eccentric, cheap and likes to travel a lot too. She has flowery penmanship and can drink anyone under the table. Were it not for the “crazy” part, I wouldn’t mind being the title. Fortunately, I’m not the only female in my family.
1 comment:
I have never been a fan of Auntie Mame. My mom rented that when we were little and I was really not into it.
In high school we once had to watch Hoosiers for a school movie day and I remember hating it. But then I have a very violent hate towards all sports movies.
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