It's been a lovely holiday this year. Perfect, really. So imagine my disgust when we turn on the TV tonight to see what specials may be on that Audrey would like and we find "Horton Hears a Who," otherwise known as my second least favorite movie of all time ("Michael" is the worst). This movie throws me into a feminist tizzy. For some reason, the filmmakers decided to add their own new subplot, where Mayor Who has 96 spirited little girls and one socially-challenged little boy. Despite the enthusiasm and clear talent of his girls, he only focuses on his son as his potential successor. I can't help but think that Seuss himself would be disgusted by this addition to his story, especially considering his liberal views. "A person's a person, no matter how small." Um, not according to the filmmakers.
Thanks. I had to get that off my chest. I hope everyone has had a safe, warm, lovely holiday!