During the week we’re rather stingy with the TV viewing, but on the weekends and in the evenings, the Bug gets to watch a show. He usually gets to pick, although I draw the line at stuff like Bob the Builder, which I find too annoying to bear. With Netflix Streaming available, he’s got more Thomas the Tank Engine than he could ever ask for along with other favorites like Wonder Pets.
But what has the Bug been wanting lately? March of the Penguins.
I’m assuming you’ve seen it, because at some point in the mid ’00’s, everyone did. It is about 60% adorable and 40% super super super depressing. And it’s all mixed together. So at one point you’ll be cooing over a baby penguin. Next minute, dead frozen baby penguin.
The Bug seems to have a specific kind of preference when it comes to movies. Many of his favorites fall into the same niche.
I’ve written before about Dumbo and how awful it is. Bambi isn’t so great either. Also included, Up, which still gets me in its initial sequence.
I swear this kid is doing it just to mess with me. I’d almost take Thomas over this stuff. At least in the world of Thomas there is the comfort of knowing that the trains are all obnoxious jerks and that’s as bad as it’s ever going to get. Even when the freight cars fall into the ravine there doesn’t seem to be any lasting damage. Worst case scenario: the carnival starts a few minutes late and someone needs a new coat of paint.
You just can’t really win with kids shows, can you? They’re either annoying or murderous.
I’d love to indulge the Bug’s current interest in nature documentaries, but they tend to be too high stakes. So basically, they’re too real. The Bug is not ready for real. He is not ready for a world where Bambi’s mother is shot and Dumbo’s mother is locked in a cage and some poor penguin’s mother is devoured. Fortunately he’s so not ready that he doesn’t realize most of this is happening. But I do. And I’m done.
So please, someone, make a no-penguins-dying movie for Netflix, for my sanity’s sake?