Brother Bear


Elf was sold out. Yeah.

On a scale from 7-12, I give Brother Bear a 7.5. I'd give it an ``AahHh!" except that it had Phil Collins singing.
    


Ok, so it's Thanksgiving Day, eh. We're eating with friends and ~zzt~ the power goes out, eh? We sit around in candle light for about 2 hours and then say HEY! let's go see Elf, eh?! But yeah, it was sold out. second choice? Brother Bear, eh?

Truth be told, I went for the moose (for those of you who failed high school english, that's plural of moose). They're Canadian, eh? It was one of those touchy-feely Disney movies. yeah, you know the ones i'm talkin' about. Seems like every time you turn around, eh, they've made another movie where someone's mother dies. Oh wait! plot spin! someone's brother died, too! And then there was the man turned bear thing, eh? and in a way, it was slightly reminiscent of Shrek. Don't as how, but it did. My mom fell asleep. I'm not kidding, she did.

Daddy says I tried, I really did. "Hey, Haunted Mansion is playing in 10 minutes." "Oh, but that's Eddie Murphy, he's pretty bad sometimes." "Yeah, but it's rated PG, come on" "No, we've seen some pretty bad PG movies before." We get into the theater, and then comes the 1st song. "Hmm, the soundtrack is better than the plot. Haunted Mansion is just getting started, y'know..." Two hours later, Viva was waking up and I was holding a large empty bag that used to have popcorn in it.

Well, I lost. If my kids were, say, 8 years old, I could maybe see enjoying this movie.

But at least now I know where the "bear claw" hand position came from in karate.

Posted: Thu - November 27, 2003 at 05:44 PM           | |

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