The
past few years I have been trying to get the kids into movies enjoyed by my
generation. After-all things haven’t changed that much have they? The
storylines are still the same. But ‘Croc Dundee’ was a fail and only generated
upturned noses and a lone watcher (me) after a walk-out.
My
god, I loved that movie! I still remember circa 1987 sitting in the Regent
Theatre placing Jaffa after Jaffa into my mouth and chortling with my brothers.
But
I guess the digital quality is not the same and, I had to admit, the picture
looked lame. It just wasn’t how I remembered it.
Annie and Grease held my daughter’s attention but
the boys, once again, left the room to play Lego, feigning disgust.
And
then along came Titanic.
Sunday
night saw us lined up in front of the tele and it wasn’t just the prospect of
staying up late from the 3-hour 15-min duration which held appeal. The kids
have been asking questions about the Titanic
for some time so when I noticed a re-run programmed for TV3, I recorded it and
decided they could have a crash-course in history.
I
must admit, since watching its debut at the movie theatre while at university,
I had no yearning to watch it again – I think it was the Celine Dion song which
was off-putting. But, with a new appreciation, I sat transfixed with the rest
of them, including the new kitten who had front row seats on the bean bag.
The
nude scenes had the kids covering their eyes while rolling round convulsing
with hilarity, likewise the expletives and when Rose ungainly pulled the middle
finger. It goes to show how sheltered they must be – long may that last. They
were even shocked by all the smoking – how times have changed.
They
were pretty sombre towards the end with the drowning scenes and sure they would
have nightmares but they didn’t and woke the next morning and promptly watched
it again.
That’s
a lot of free educational
baby-sitting during the school hols which has rekindled my desire to hunt for
more.