In order to drive my friend and her family to the airport on Friday, I needed to arrange for my older son (OS) to go home from school with a friend. OS was absolutely thrilled. It was like Christmas had come early. In fact, all I had to do Monday morning was to remind him of the playdate, and he jumped right out of bed.
The friend's mom had graciously offered to keep OS until late afternoon so that the kids could have plenty of time to play. It turned out to be good not just for OS but for me as well. YS and I stopped for lunch, and it took a lot longer to get back than I originally thought it would. We ended up getting back just in time to pick OS up. Unfortunately, he was well into a movie called Rudolph's Shiny New Year. Not wanting to overstay our welcome and also having some things we needed to do, I promised OS that we would try to find the movie on TV later. Surely it would be playing many times again before Christmas.
Unfortunately, when I got home and looked on-line for the next showing, I couldn't find it anywhere. OS was upset and ready to nomimate me for worst mother of the year. I was able to appease him by pointing out that another showing of regular Rudolph was coming on that evening and we could record it. Unfortutunately Tivo deleted the one I had recorded last week. I even said he could stay up late as a special treat.
Later that evening the Big Giraffe, OS and I were camped out in front of the the TV. However, I kept on getting up to answer the phone, load the dishwasher and perhaps read blogs and check Facebook. Basically I had no idea what was going on in the movie. At a couple points the Big Giraffe and I even asked each other what movie this was. I briefly checked the info and read that it was a 2001 version. I assumed it was a re-make of the original Rudolph. However, when the singing hippotamus (not kidding) made her debut, I began to have an inkling that this was a different movie. Turns out it was Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer and the Island of Misfit Toys. See I thought that's what the original movie was called.
OS loved the movie. Neither the Big Giraffe nor I were as impressed, by which I mean that there may have been a lot of eye rolling and stiffled laughing, pariticulalry at the part where the Abominable Snowman dressed up in a pink bunny costume as a disguise. OS kept on saying that he didn't look like he was in disguise and didn't understand why he was wearing the costume. If a five year old is picking up on the flaws of the movie...well...that's enough said right there.
Here's the worst part though. I'm about to reveal a spoiler so if you haven't seen this movie you might not want to read the next part or this movie may be ruined for you forever more!
S P O I L E R
S P A C E
Picture this said in a darky echoey voice. The bad guy turns out to be a forgotten teddy bear. Apparently he was a favorite toy of a boy until the boy grew up and put him in a box on a closet shelf. One day the bear got thrown out and ended up on a giant heap of trash in a dump. I could feel the tears building up. He got mad and vowed to take care of the forgotten toys. Santa explained that it was a mistake and in fact the boy wanted him very much. He was all grown up with his own child. I'm getting choked up even writing about this. This is worse than a Lifetime movie! Anyhow, at the end of the movie, a little girl in a crib snuggled up to the bear and then the grown up who had owned the bear as a boy came in to look at them happily. That's when I lost it. OS was pretty alarmed. I mean he was already confused by the Abominable Snowman in a bunny suit, but mommy crying over this movie; now that he completely didn't understand. Come to think of it, I don't either. Now if you'll excuse me I have to go find a kleenex to wipe up some tears and blow my nose.
A. Elliot's Lesson Learned: Bad cartoons with hippotomauses and discarded, super-villain teddy bears can be as moving as any other drama.
*Apparently Rudolph's Shiny New Year will be on abcfamily this Sunday at 7:30 am EST followed at 8:30 by Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reinder and the Island of Misfit Toys.
You've never heard of the Island of Misfit Toys? This is a classic! Although to be honest, I don't think I've ever watched it... Anyway, I am in love with Bumble the Abominable Snowman. I used to have Bumble slippers, which I believe I got from Delia's, the teen clothing store. But I digress. Bumble rocks. And I'd cry like a baby over an abandoned teddy bear, too.
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I actually didn't know there was a different version of Rudolph. Aren't they all with the misfit toys?