My five year old daughter finished watching this movie earlier this week. At the end she turned to me and said, “That was a fun movie.”
I’ve seen the movie like ten times and have always had a hard time explaining why I like it so much. She sees it once and sums up the feeling I’ve had for 11 years (yeah, it came out in 2003).
I so love that girl. Nearly everything is straight and too the point, no beating around the bush. Since she began talking, I’ve realized we adults complicate the trivial, way too often. Or I’m really bad at describing why I like a movie.