School was canceled here this past Thursday and Friday on account of the heat wave and lack of air conditioning in many local schools. So, desperate for an activity to keep my children occupied that didn’t involve extended periods of time outside, I took them to see Daddy Day Camp.
This, it turns out, was not the brightest idea I ever had.
How bad was this movie? Let me count a few of the ways:
1. The overacting. Sure, Cuba overacted in Jerry Maguire, too, but that was funny. This was just painful.
2. The lame premise. Daddy and his best friend buy a day camp without researching it enough to know that it has liens and other problems too numerous to list. As a former lawyer, this kind of too-stupid-to-live stuff just drives me insane.
3. The potty humor. I know it’s a movie for kids, but don’t they know that kids enjoy jokes that don’t have to do with bodily functions?
Cuba, Cuba, Cuba … Is it the Oscar jinx? Is that it? You’re way too good for this kind of thing!
Taking a deep, calming breath …
Ah, well. The bottom line is, the kids enjoyed it, and it got us out of the house for a couple hours. Oh, and I managed a nice nap in the dark, air-conditioned theater.