Last night BF and I watched Home Alone. Watching it as an adult was a completely different experience. Nothing in that movie is even remotely plausible, and the parenting is horrendous.
Things I noted:
That house? Is some rich white people shit.
If I called my mom a "dummy", I would've been reprimanded so quickly my head would've spun.
No, it's not normal to not notice that you've left one of your kids at home when you're somewhere over the Atlantic on a flight to France.
Right. Like I'm going to believe a second grader is going to do the dishes, shower, buy groceries, and clean up the mess after his elaborate scheming (getting tar off the stairs? mmmkay).
I re-watched it recently as well and now I'm wondering how the two robbers were not more injured than they were considering what they went through. I slip and fall and it can be hard to walk normally right afterward, but somehow Marv and the other guy were able to keep going with no problems.
That house lives in my dreams about what a house should be. My dream house.
That's the beauty of Home Alone, the kid is the winner the whole time. I imagine first seeing it as an adult wouldn't result in such love as I feel for it today.
All I ever think about is how well dressed those robbers are. Like, dapper! Three piece outfit with a vest and everything.
Also, if the phone lines don't work- how does Kevin order pizza?
Every single time I watch it, I always think about the biggest tragedy in the movie....that delicious macaroni and cheese dinner that never gets touched. :sigh: what a waste!
Now I want mac & cheese! And to watch home alone again since I missed the marathon.
That house lives in my dreams about what a house should be. My dream house.
That's the beauty of Home Alone, the kid is the winner the whole time. I imagine first seeing it as an adult wouldn't result in such love as I feel for it today.
I love the house too! It was on the market in 2012, if I only had that money sitting around, sigh...