Daughter has a reality-check moment
In which she becomes a fangrrl and a mourner in
rapid succession
My daughter is 15 years old, and has seen
very few R rated movies. The only thing she'd seen Heath Ledger in is
The Dark
Knight. Until last
month.Last month she caught
the 1999 movie 10 Things I Hate About
You while flipping through
the telly channels. She stopped because it was a remake of
The Taming of the
Shrew, not because it was a movie
about teens. (Why yes, the only quarto-sized coffee table book I own is a
reproduction of a late-19th century version of The Complete Works of
Shakespeare; what of it?) She was immediately taken in by how completely
bonkers Kat and Bianca's dad was behaving, oh and it having David Krumholtz in it
didn't hurt, either (we are science / math geeks, Sci Fi geeks, and music geeks
as well as literary geeks -- we are a pan-geekdom household,
thankyouverymuch.)And
then Patrick Verona came on the screen. I said, "You know that's Heath Ledger
-- the Joker -- right?" and she was all "Geddoutta here," because he was in his
natural dark brown hair color and not trying to hide his Oz accent. But by the
end of the movie she was H-O-O-K-E-D
hooked.
Drooling, even. Then five minutes later she looked at me all distressed and
said, "But... he's dead,
now!"Yeah, baby, he
is.
Posted: Fri - August 14, 2009 at 09:21 PM
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