My husband and I saw this preview before another movie a couple weeks ago. Normally I am terribly put off by any movie aimed at women. "Chick flicks" always look awful to me.
After this preview, however, I turned, my husband probably expecting snark, and said, "I am definitely seeing that." "Ha ha. Why? We have that at our house." "Our house isn't in any of those places." "So what? Babies are babies." "But I want to see what people in other places do with their babies." "Ha ha ha. I can't believe you want to see that." "I don't just want to see it--I am excited about it!"
Movies with cute dogs, no. Talking animals via CG, no. Talking babies via CG, no.
Being a guy, I loved my own, but don't get all mushy over other people's babies. So, no, I won't be going to see it.
The cutest scenes I thought were in Mongolia. First, there was the one with the relatively modern stroller in front of the yurts. And then there was the goat trying to drink the baby's bath water.
I know some friends who had a baby a year ago will be watching this. Everything in their lives is baby centered at the moment. The movies they watch (that movie with Maya Rudolpf and John Krazinski), the books, and the facebook postings, "Bobby's nap was 2 hours today!"
So, they will definitely give me the summary and save me the $10.
A baby has been given life on this earth and has a very favorable chance of being happy. That alone is so encouraging to all of us onetime babies that havecome up in the school of hard knocks. Now someone needs to spend 20+ years raising them.
Before special effects, even before Jane Austen novels, there were babies. Looking at babies is mankind's oldest form of entertainment. Women of a certain age can go into paroxysms of delight watching a baby drool. Among these baby addicts, this will be a big hit. I would rather see this movie than Sex and the City.
My pregnant daughter loved the kid with the thing on his head (amazing!) and the goat drinking the bathwater. She'll habe her own laughs.
When we lived in India we had a baby goat sizing up our toddler for a butt in the butt which I wish I had on video (sigh -- not even invented at the time ;-) )
Babies don't get cute until they're at least four months old, though more like six. Until then, they're just pains in the ass.
I've now discovered the joy of grandchildren. I can have fun with my almost one-year-old granddaughter and when becomes a monster, I hand her back to her mom, my daughter (and say HA HA.) The trick now is to teach her all sorts of horrible behaviors (though my daughter assures me that my granddaughter is doing this all on her own. I laugh once again.)
(Anne needs to go to Austin in August and then praise it. Most hot and humid place I've been and I lived in the Amazon! But not Houston, which I hear is worse.)
When playing with a baby, and you're holding Missy Jane overhead flying or blurping on her belly, don't lift her wa-a-ay up and open your mouth in amazement at how smiley she is, 'cause sure as shootin' she'll launch a quart of digested milk down yore gullet faster'n you c'n blink.
If you're talking classics like When Harry Met Sally, that's not the same. That's a fantastic movie. In fact, we watched that this week.
I'm talking about the ones they churn out over and over all the time with the terrible, broad comedy or the dogs or the FABULOUSNESS or the false sentimentality or the cutesy-ness. Usually you can exchange at least one of those 'or's for an 'and'. Lots of them have numbers in the titles like 50 First Dates, How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days, Some Number of Dresses, etc. You know what I mean.
Those are "chick flicks," as I think of them.
A movie like "When Harry Met Sally"? That's a love story.
A movie like "When Harry Met Sally"? That's a love story.
Movies like "50 First Dates" and "How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days" are date movies, not "chick flicks". It isn't a chick flick unless it has an abusive husband and/or a woman dying from a fatal disease. :)
We were at the movies last night (took the kids to see Frog Princess) and my husband saw a poster for SITC2 (It had a big sparkly 2, the word "Carrie" and Sara Jessica Parker on it....)
He said... "They made a sequel to Carrie???? Gosh, she's even scarier looking grown up!"
He was serious. :) Luckily, I don't want to see it either.....
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38 comments:
The first two kids? Garage and Loafing Oaf.
Another horror flick about blood sucking vampires?
150 seconds was enough for me. Been there. Done that. Paying the tuition bills.
"I'm not sure I can do 90 minutes of that."
Do we force ourselves to do 90 mins at the Metropolitan?
My husband and I saw this preview before another movie a couple weeks ago. Normally I am terribly put off by any movie aimed at women. "Chick flicks" always look awful to me.
After this preview, however, I turned, my husband probably expecting snark, and said, "I am definitely seeing that."
"Ha ha. Why? We have that at our house."
"Our house isn't in any of those places."
"So what? Babies are babies."
"But I want to see what people in other places do with their babies."
"Ha ha ha. I can't believe you want to see that."
"I don't just want to see it--I am excited about it!"
Movies with cute dogs, no. Talking animals via CG, no. Talking babies via CG, no.
Real babies? Yes!
Looks cute, and seems to portray babies from other cultures as universal babies instead of victims or exotics. On that basis, I would see it.
Being a guy, I loved my own, but don't get all mushy over other people's babies. So, no, I won't be going to see it.
The cutest scenes I thought were in Mongolia. First, there was the one with the relatively modern stroller in front of the yurts. And then there was the goat trying to drink the baby's bath water.
It's not the cuteness; it's the interestingness.
I'm with Bob R
I know some friends who had a baby a year ago will be watching this. Everything in their lives is baby centered at the moment. The movies they watch (that movie with Maya Rudolpf and John Krazinski), the books, and the facebook postings, "Bobby's nap was 2 hours today!"
So, they will definitely give me the summary and save me the $10.
"XXX Hott! Polanski has outdone himself again!" -- Scott Ritter
Paul Z, you are consistently hilarious.
I love babies, but not in a Scott Ritter way.
A baby has been given life on this earth and has a very favorable chance of being happy. That alone is so encouraging to all of us onetime babies that havecome up in the school of hard knocks. Now someone needs to spend 20+ years raising them.
Before special effects, even before Jane Austen novels, there were babies. Looking at babies is mankind's oldest form of entertainment. Women of a certain age can go into paroxysms of delight watching a baby drool. Among these baby addicts, this will be a big hit. I would rather see this movie than Sex and the City.
Aw bless.
My pregnant daughter loved the kid with the thing on his head (amazing!) and the goat drinking the bathwater. She'll habe her own laughs.
When we lived in India we had a baby goat sizing up our toddler for a butt in the butt which I wish I had on video (sigh -- not even invented at the time ;-) )
I liked the biting scene. Talk about universal.
I would rather see this movie than Sex and the City.
I'd rather drive a fork through my hand than watch Sex and the City, so that isn't much of an endorsement.
Babies don't get cute until they're at least four months old, though more like six. Until then, they're just pains in the ass.
I've now discovered the joy of grandchildren. I can have fun with my almost one-year-old granddaughter and when becomes a monster, I hand her back to her mom, my daughter (and say HA HA.) The trick now is to teach her all sorts of horrible behaviors (though my daughter assures me that my granddaughter is doing this all on her own. I laugh once again.)
I'd rather drive a fork through my hand than watch Sex and the City
I second that. I saw an episode of that television show once. Was the whole point that they were easy and neurotic? Does it just go on like that?
I presume the documentarian is from SF....Why SF?
I guess its an exotic culture just like rural Namibia
"I'm not sure I can do 90 minutes of that."
I could do 90 minutes of babies
what I can't do is shot after shot of hippie architecture in Austin.
I get it already.
I challenge Ann Althouse to travel to Williston North Dakota in January and take as many shots!!
I would only go see this movie if the babies were actually evil robots sent back from the future to vomit on unsuspecting adults.
Cross cultural babies are adorable, but please...no sequels.
c3 gets my thumbs up.
(Anne needs to go to Austin in August and then praise it. Most hot and humid place I've been and I lived in the Amazon! But not Houston, which I hear is worse.)
No prequels either!
Message to new dads:
When playing with a baby, and you're holding Missy Jane overhead flying or blurping on her belly, don't lift her wa-a-ay up and open your mouth in amazement at how smiley she is, 'cause sure as shootin' she'll launch a quart of digested milk down yore gullet faster'n you c'n blink.
My wife laughed.
She's helpful like that.
This is sad, Freeman! I love chick flicks. When Harry met Sally, Sleepless in Seattle, not to mention the older ones like Auntie Mame.
And SiTC1 was terrific, in a totally vapid, ridiculous way, obviously. I have zero in common with those women, and that's fine.
"I love chick flicks."
Seen my share of those.
And honestly, it was all well and good until the chicks started blaming the roosters when they didn't live "happily ever after".
What was THAT about?
If you're talking classics like When Harry Met Sally, that's not the same. That's a fantastic movie. In fact, we watched that this week.
I'm talking about the ones they churn out over and over all the time with the terrible, broad comedy or the dogs or the FABULOUSNESS or the false sentimentality or the cutesy-ness. Usually you can exchange at least one of those 'or's for an 'and'. Lots of them have numbers in the titles like 50 First Dates, How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days, Some Number of Dresses, etc. You know what I mean.
Those are "chick flicks," as I think of them.
A movie like "When Harry Met Sally"? That's a love story.
I'm a guy who had no use for kids until I had my own, and this trailer melts me. It'll be on my Netflix queue.
I'll go farther: if, after seeing the trailer, you don't want to see the movie, then you are either a hedonistic juvenile or just a jerk.
Babies are pretty interesting.
A movie like "When Harry Met Sally"? That's a love story.
Movies like "50 First Dates" and "How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days" are date movies, not "chick flicks". It isn't a chick flick unless it has an abusive husband and/or a woman dying from a fatal disease. :)
If those two Maasai babies were me and my brother I assure you we would have been grinding maize on each other's heads with those rocks.
I can report that we get along fine now, however.
You guys are funny, but seriously keep Ritter far away from this film! And schools. And playgrounds.
We were at the movies last night (took the kids to see Frog Princess) and my husband saw a poster for SITC2 (It had a big sparkly 2, the word "Carrie" and Sara Jessica Parker on it....)
He said... "They made a sequel to Carrie???? Gosh, she's even scarier looking grown up!"
He was serious. :) Luckily, I don't want to see it either.....
Patent anti-choice propaganda. They should rate this XXX to keep it from confusing impressionable teens.
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