For now, let's focus on one of those similarities. Namely, Peanut's ability to become completely obsessed with an irrelevant detail in a movie. One could argue I did that when I recently wrote about the Lion King sequel. (I don't think so.) Perhaps a better example: my major pet peeve is when actors are drinking from coffee cups that are clearly empty. Happens on Grey's Anatomy all of the time. (Yes, it's still on. And yes, I watch it. Don't judge.) No one holds or drinks coffee like that. Your cup is clearly empty, and you're bad at faking it. Why not just fill it halfway with water to make it appear more realistic? I am so obsessed with this - and Grey's is by far the biggest culprit (it's based in coffee-mecca Seattle, yo) - that I will rewind the DVR three or four times and analyze it like I'm John Madden with a telestrator. (The video in that link is hilarious, by the way.)
While watching Dolphin Tale, Peanut did the same thing. The main character, the boy who bonds with the injured dolphin, rides his bicycle everywhere. But he does so without a helmet. And Peanut just can't get over it. Every time this kid appears on the screen with his bicycle and without his helmet, Peanut will inevitably sing in her best superior tone, "Daddy. He is not. Wearing. A helmet. That's. Dangerous:"
She has a point. Every time you put your kid on a bike, you have to suit them up like a hockey goaltender. And this punk is freestyling around the streets of Tampa with no head protection? What kind of message is this? (Faux outrage.)
|You're a long way from Shawshank, pal.|
You can't help but root for this little dolphin, named Winter, to swim again. Perhaps the best part: real footage of the actual Winter during the closing credits. And we showed Peanut Winter's website afterwards too. This was the first time she realized that movies aren't all make-believe. And despite the absence of a bike helmet, it was a nice way to introduce her to a real story told in a heartwarming way.
I will also remember this movie as the one we watched when Peanut woke up obnoxiously early the morning after our backyard camping adventure. I wrote about that here.