Oh. My. Gawd. Transformers Rocks. Again.

2 weeks ago, the rainbow (and storm cloud) of my life, my seven year old Sara, declared that she’d like to watch the movie Transformers at midnight. We had already planned to watch the movie when the first we saw the first advertisement. Catching the midnight show seemed like a fun thing to do, with the next day being a Saturday, we could all sleep in - no school, no catering, no work.

The minutes seemed like hours as we waited in TGV’s lobby for the green light to go in. Sara was yawning, being way past her normal bedtime even though we made sure she took a long nap that evening so she wouldn’t be tired.

Our screen number flashed on, we got up, went in armed with popcorn, coke and Twisties (can’t watch a movie without my Twisties).

Found our seats and got comfortable.

Everyone was noisy with excitement.

The trailers came and went.

The notice to turn off our mobiles came on. It was time.

The intro was thunderous. My nine year old Sam and I were bug-eyed. Sara was too.

Blackout, the Decepticon looked menacing. Sam and I went “Fui-yoh”.

5 minutes into the movie, I turned to look at Sara.

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Sara slept right through the movie. She woke up 5 minutes before it ended. Mummy, Sam and I walked out of the cinema chatting non-stop about the movie. For my family, the sign of a good movie is when we find so many things to talk about after watching it. And Transformers was THE best movie we had watched in a long time. For 2 days after that, poor Sara listened as we engaged in our Transformer chit-chat.

“Ooooo Frenzy was so cute, but so irritating, cannot die…”

“Bumblebee was so chun man…”

“Megatron looked really gross…”

“I like Optimus Prime… especially when he transforms… cheeeee-chi-ka-cheeeng”

Then one night while driving to the mall, still engaged in mindless Transformer banter and jokes, a small voice came from the back seat, “Pa, can we watch Transformers again? Pleeeeease?”

Aha! The evil diabolical genius in me relished the thought - watching Tranformers again!

“Oh poor thing… you missed the movie and don’t understand what we’re talking about… but we really shouldn’t waste money watching a movie twice you know…”

“Pleeeease Pa?”, pleaded Sara in her melt-Papa’s-tofu-heart voice.

“I don’t know… I’ll have to think about it… maybe if we can get tickets. It was soooo difficult to get tickets for this movie”

YEEEEEEESSSSS!

Last night, we watched Transformers the movie again . Now, Sara joins in our non-sensical semi-expert discussions about the greatest movie we’ve ever seen. The evil, diabolical genius in me laugh “Bwaaaa-ha-ha-ha!”. My wife looked at me.

“You didn’t plan on Sara sleeping through the first time so you’d have an excuse to watch it again DID YOU?”

“Huh? What? Me?”

Silently the evil, diabolical genius in me went “Bwaaaa-ha-ha-ha!”.

We’re getting the DVD when it comes out. I dunno… to get the right effect, I might just HAVE to get the Panasonic 103 inch Plasma TV.

“Bwaaaa-ha-ha-ha!”.

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