I go to most new animated movies with a certain amount of
suspicion, and those of you who read my columns will notice I tend to write
about old movies for kids and favor Disney in the 50's, Chitty Chitty Bang
Bang, and that kind of thing over most flimsy contemporary fare.
Of course I get overruled by my daughter Kate and we do
go see most everything. And like everybody else I did love
Ratatouille,
but that was one in a million. So I went to see
Surf's Up with the feeling I
was doing Kate a favor. . .
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