The other day we were trying to choose a film to watch
together, and I was tired of Moana, Toy Story 3, and Big Hero Six. I absolutely
love all three of these, but there’s only so much you can take. So I suggested
Bedtime Stories. My seven-year-old grandson wanted to know how old it was. “It’s
a pretty new movie. You’ll like it.” “But how old is it, really?” So I looked
it up. It first aired in 2008. Apparently, ten-year-old movies are not even
worth considering. We ended up watching Inside Out instead. I guess I should
think twice before recommending Mulan or A Bug’s Life, both of which turn
twenty this year. So do Armageddon, The Mask of Zorro, The Truman
Show, and my all-time favorite, You’ve Got Mail. Guess I’ll have to watch them
all by myself. Whoever said grandkids make you feel young again never met
mine.
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