So, in keeping with Katherine’s dinosaur enthusiasm, and her fondness for T-Rex, we watched Jurassic Park this afternoon.
Hrm.
She did pretty well. She handled the initial “dude gets eaten by a velociraptor in a box” scene okay. She handled “feeding the velociraptors” scene okay. Things began to get a bit dicey when T-Rex was escaping, but she did okay there …
Things started to cascade from there, and she found the v’raptors particularly troublesome. We ended up FFing through a few scenes later on — Crocodile Dundee gets ambushed, the Kitchen scene — and Kitten did okay with the final “T-Rex charges in and ‘saves the day'” scene.
She opined at the end that she’d been okay — it had been a little scary, but she’d sat through a whole PG-13 film before (Stardust), so she was okay.
Later, she was most jinky about the little fin-backed poison-spitting guys, and we’ll see how things go overnight.
(As a side note, the movie holds up pretty well — the fx are still quite nice, the music triffic, the 1993 dialog and plotting a bit 1993 Spielbergian, but still overall enjoyable.)
UPDATE: After some (not unusual) trouble getting to sleep, she slept the night through just fine.
Weekend in Review
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