We Hendricks are unapologetically musical fans.
I'm married to a man who declares his love for musicals and chick flicks loudly and openly.
We're raising a house full of boys that will have at least half an ovary each, I'm sure.
We've seen the non-cold, tv versions as well as the iced variety. I recorded and then actually watched and learned the dance moves. We've watched all the movies, waited in anticipation for them to come out, and even held a manly male musical lovers anonymous showing of the movie at our house. Men could come, watch, enjoy, without being made fun of for having fallopian tubes.
So, last night, getting to see the movie was exciting for us.
Of course we loved it.
Of course we wanted to stand up and dance.
Even Hudson's eyes were glued to the screen.
I couldn't even get him to eat, and it was WELL past the time when he should have been hungry.
Yep...he's one of us.
Food takes a back seat to singing and dancing.
Who needs food when there is music playing and jazz hands a wavin', right?
Although I secretly wish life could be like a musical...where a problem comes up, or something exciting happens and then music starts playing and we all mysteriously know all the exact dance moves, and magically know all the words to the song that fell out of thin air, I will admit...there were some things about the movie that made me laugh.
I mean SERIOUSLY...
Does it take three movies for Troy to realize that he likes to sing and dance?
How many movies is it going to take before Troy's parents do not seem SHOCKED that their son is in a play and can sing? By the third movie, I wanted to sit down and talk to them and say, "Are you kidding me? Come on you two...pay attention."
How many movies do we need before we all realize that Gabriella IS going to be in the show at the end...she'll run away, but then...wait for it...wait for it....she's going to come back and be in the last few songs of the show.
I can make fun of musicals, because I love them.
I left the movie theater wanting to be a dancer. I left actually thinking I might have liked high school (that wore off before I got home). I left wishing we lived in a world with background music and choreography.
Hoory for High School Musical!
I vote for College Musical One.