This morning the Pilot came over and invited Moomin to watch a bear movie with her "after dinner." he claimed to be hungry, ate lunch, and then insisted it counted as dinner...
all day... "And now we can watch the bear movie with Pilot in Pilot's house..." No not yet. "Is it later yet? When is it later? Is it almost after dinner now? Because after dinner we are going to..."
Let me just say that if I were the PTA president and were doing some kind of initiation rite, the Pilot would have just flunked! I'm just kidding... but the Bear Movie had:
- flies buzzing around dead skinned bear corpses
- bears tearing the entrails out of giant elks or caribou or something
- guys crying as they break their legs and bears menace them and they barf from fear and stress
- bears eating the red spotty mushrooms and hallucinating glowing flying starbursting butterfly things
- the baby bear whimpering in fear as its mother is crushed by giant falling rocks
- hunter guy shooting his favorite pet dog which has been bloodily mauled by a bear
- more bloody wounds
- nightmares about psychedelic flying spiked frogs (????) and the baby bear's dead mom
- nightmare fisheye closeups of savage dogs and mountain lions about to kill you
- bears fucking while grunting crazily, and the baby bear watching
I CAN'T WAIT for Peanut to get a little bigger. I will show her the movie, "101 Ways to Kill and Cook Fluffy Little Kitty Cats" and then "Horrid Fangy Things," "How Animals Fuck," and maybe Koyaanisqatsi...
hahahaa.... Well.... the scenes of the baby bear frolicking happily in a meadow full of flowers were cool...
Moomin seemed to like it and he's seen scarier movies I think ... he hid behind a pillow a lot of the time!
I have been labelling presents to him from fictional characters. He is fascinated, but my explanations have not dented his belief that a guy dressed up like Mowgli came to our door and put a present under the tree. "It's not REALLY from Mowgli. It's from a GUY dressed in a COSTUME of Mowgli." Nodding sagely.
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