marc gerig was most definitely in the building on saturday...
he would have been proud
but i was a bit worried
after all, i was much older than three when my dad had me watch this one.
but steven and lilah seemed to be enjoying every bit of the last 30 minutes of
Close Encounters, until this happened...
and lilah came over to sit with me as Richard Dreyfuss went away with the aliens.
i know for a fact it wasn't him leaving that made her cry.
it was the aliens leaving that brought the tears.
so we discovered that lilah is sensitive to movies like her mother, and not able to suspend disbelief like her father.
this means: No E.T. till at least 6, for one. And countless others are scored off the list of watch-able films that i can't think of at the moment. If you'd like to contribute to the "currently banned" list, feel free. I'll take note.
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on sunday, however, when dad went to work, i plugged in the following and we howled with laughter at the silly gango-stars (dinosaurs/gansters/goblins), along with many other things...
"comedians? get outta here!"
this dance sequence is brilliant. but that's only because
jack lemmon is brilliant.
"i can't have babies!"
"we'll adopt."
...
"but i'm a man!"
"nobody's perfect."
lilah has made it clear that she definitely wants marilyn monroe's
"Hair, Earrings, and Singing."
(i get her dresses - woo hoo!)
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