Last night I got to see the new animated adventure, Ratatouille. What a wonderfully creative attempt that was.
The message was empowering, the script gripping, and the cinematography genius.
And yet, other than us, there were perhaps 7 more people scattered throughout the theater. How odd! I wondered why Ratatouille wasn't attracting a bigger crowd but when we got out of the theater, I answered my own question upon seeing a huge line of people waiting to catch the new Harry Potter movie.
I look at the line-standing crowd and I can feel the birth of a condescending smirk on my face. "These people don't know what they are missing." The second thought was: "Is it too disturbing that a cooking rat named Remy is making me hungry for gourmet food?"