Saturday, July 22, 2006

Pirates 2, Parents Zip

It was 100 in the shade last Saturday, so we did the only sane thing possible: went and saw Pirates of The Caribbean 2: Dead Man's Chest (remember when movies had just one title?) in the most heavily air-conditioned theater we could find. It was great.

The movie was pretty good, too.

If you haven't seen this one yet, forget the hype, or rather your natural reaction to hype, and do so. It's a fun story, highly recommended viewing, and family safe for all but the under-7 crowd. To get right down to it, it's a great "2" movie, in many respects better than the first one in the franchise, and right up there with The Empire Strikes Back.

And that's where I got into trouble. I made that casual observation over dinner, then realized, it is The Empire Strikes Back. It's got all the good stuff from the first one, but it's bigger, longer, louder, and in the end Han Solo is frozen in carbonite, so you just know there's going to be a "3" and (unlike the Matrix) you're actually looking forward to it. It's got Han Solo, Princess Leia, Luke Skywalker, R2-D2 and C-3PO; it even has a Yoda, or at least someone who lives in a swamp, dispenses cryptic wisdom in fractured English, and could have been played by Miss Piggy.

By this point, I should add that my casual observation had become a dinner-table game and everyone was jumping in. "Millennium Falcon?" "Check!" "Super Star Destroyer?" "Check!" "Lord Vader?" "Check, and Annakin Skywalker, too!" "Wookie? Is there a wookie in this picture?"

And that's the point when my daughter got up, collected her used dishes, and said with that sort of withering sneer that only college students can voice, "You people are such geeks."

Sorry, hon, but you've got it, too, and someday you will learn to use it as I have. The Geek runs strong in our family.