Pitch Perfect 2
This is a post that has pretty much nothing to do with a review of Pitch Perfect 2.
Pitch Perfect 2 was the perfect film to see with my son, his friend and their double dates.
It’s really a ploy to let me secretly write about my oldest boy’s “first date.”
Because I don’t want to forget this evening.
We’re not used to too many girls around the house over here at Boy Central. I heard things I don’t hear often around here:
- Wow, do you eat like this every night?
- This looks really good.
- Thank you for dinner, it was delicious.
- Hashtag “littlebrothergonewild”
- Thank you for the movie tickets.
- Thank you for having us over tonight.
We should have girls around more often.
Oh, sorry, what’s that? Oh, we WILL have girls around more often? That’s OK by me.
Are they all so polite? Are they all so mature? Do they all have personalities that make the boys seem like blobs of goo? They were really funny and witty and interesting and had things to say and opinions and comments.
One of the girls was sitting in the back row of the car with my youngest son (a tagalong at only age 9, but he was allowed to tag along as family … and we had nowhere else for him to go) and when he didn’t do something that the girl asked (I don’t know what it was), she said, “Really? After all we’ve been through? After everything we’ve been through together over the past, what, 10 minutes? Really, it’s come down to this?”
My son’s friends don’t often make me laugh out loud. She was so witty, so charming. It was so strange, so foreign.
My son’s face was just glowing all evening. His “date” was just so clearly comfortable with him. Hanging on his shoulders, laughing at his comments, being an all-around good sport. I swear, it was the sweetest thing I’ve seen.
I also write this words tonight as I’m pretty sure it’s all downhill from here. They’re still so innocent. It’s a wonderful thing. Maybe like a young sprout of a tree, so fresh and alive, clean and pure.
Oh, the movie? It was a kick. Witty, but not too over the top. Some great daring lines making fun of people but with just enough tongue in cheek that it was probably acceptable. I’m sure it made some people queasy. Hey, they had singing and acapella, it was happy go lucky.
Knowing that my boy and his friends and their dates with several rows up and how proud and happy he was to be there added a good dose of happiness to the movie so much so that it could have been about death and murder and taxes and I would have had a smile on my face.
