Tuesday, March 22, 2011
They Can't All Be Classics
It's Spring Break here and my young cousins have been working hard making repairs for relatives and neighbors.
Sure, going out to see the newest blockbuster would be cool but they have to save their money for the upcoming fair.
I usually try to group movies by genre.
War movies, Comedies, Action Flicks, Kung Fu movies or by directors or production companies.
One cousin wanted to watch the original Scream.
"Sure, not a problem. But I get to pick the other two."
Sometimes the kids get bored watching classic films, but not this time.
Today's connection was "The Arquette Family Films".
(Rated; four out of five stars by the kids. Good thing I didn't pick Desperately Seeking Susan for Rosanna's entry.)
My den was as lively as a Magic Johnson theater in the middle of the hood on a Friday night.
(Rated five out of five stars by the kids.)
"That's so-and-so from (fill in the blank)!", they yelled whenever they recognised an actor.
(Rated; five out of five stars.)
The kids weren't even offended by the use of the word "Nigger" in either Tarantino film.
My cousins' mothers can never understand why my cousins like to hang out with me even though I'm strict and I make them do work.
But I do something they don't.
I listen to their opinions, I talk to them, I spend time (not just money) with them, I teach them not just tell them how to do something.