Every Thursday night the Angry Kid gets to go on a "date" with one of us. This week was my week, and because it's too hot in Ellesiouville to live, we went to the air-conditioned movies. AK is a movie Freak-with-a-capital-F. (I came home from work one Saturday to find her and the Angry Baker watching The Godfather together. Now she knows what it means to "sleep with the fishes.")
She's already seen almost everything rated G or PG out this summer, so there was only one choice left: Hairspray. I bit the bullet, and put the credit card into the ticket machine.
I must confess, it was pretty good. I love Baltimore and John Waters, and the movie is full of Baltimorean jokes and subtle jabs. If you go, make sure you look for Waters' cameo in the opening number.
But those bits were all for me. For the Angry Kid, it was an hour and a half of almost solid Broadway music and lots of dancing. There isn't a four-year-old anywhere who wouldn't love it. And it gave us a chance to talk about race relations after.
Friday, August 10, 2007
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I agree with your positive review of Hairspray. Somehow all 4 of our family ended up seeing this together - which is amazing since that involves: father who enjoys westerns/action movies, a mom whose taste runs to the intellectual but will watch pretty much anything except gory horror; a late-teens son who loves Tarentino; and our History/Film Studies daughter.
We all loved it!
As many Marylanders know, the correct term is Baltimoron.
Baltimoron is, of course, the phonetic spelling of Baltimorean.
And, of course, it was shot in Toronto (near my house) not Baltimore....
Patricia - yes, there's clearly something wrong with the Formstone!
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