The other night, I took Chris and his daughter to an advance screening of Tomorrowland, which is in theaters today. I think I watched one trailer of the movie before seeing it. I didn’t want to go in with any expectations, but Chris’s daughter (age 8) said that she “infers that the movie will be good.” Infers. Yeah. Where do kids come up with this stuff? She’s too funny.
After the film, she declared it her “favorite movie EVER.” Which was actually a surprise to me. I mean, I know 8-year-olds have a low threshold for what makes a film quality entertainment, but she had spent a good portion of the middle asking how much time was left. And not because she was hoping it would last forever.
But I’m getting ahead of myself. Allow me to back up a little bit.
First of all, Tomorrowland is about a girl named Casey (Britt Robertson) who ends up on a mission to save the world. Her journey leads her to Frank (George Clooney) and Athena (Raffey Cassidy) and the three embark on a journey to Tomorrowland where they must stop the world from destroying itself.
That’s the simplest explanation I can muster. This film is actually quite complicated. Especially considering it’s a Disney film marketed to kids.
The weird thing is that it is very…Terminator-esque? It actually reminded Chris and me A LOT of Terminator 2, which was kind of strange. There are robots sent from this other dimension. Some are helpful and some are trying to destroy. Frank had previous experience with Tomorrowland and with the good and bad robots and has all the insight into what happened and what they can do to stop it. He’s very Sarah Connor. Just substitute the mental institution for his bunker of a house in the backwoods of upstate New York.
I’ve been trying to sort out my feelings about Tomorrowland.
Because I definitely didn’t love it.
But I also didn’t hate it.
In fact, I really didn’t dislike it.
Okay, here’s my thing about this movie. It’s violent. Like, WAY more violent than I was comfortable with for an 8-year-old. And there were kids at the screening even younger than that. I’m not a parent, obviously, and maybe I was being overly sensitive, because Chris’s daughter (I really need to come up with a nickname, sorry) didn’t seem bothered by it or scared. I just felt like it was inappropriate for the age.
But, again, maybe that’s just me being overly sensitive.
Although, considering I’m the one that accidentally told my nephew about cannibalism when he was 4, I really don’t think I’m overly sensitive to what’s age appropriate. If anything, it’s probably the opposite.
The story also felt like it was too mature for younger kids. I’m pretty sure half the stuff that was talked about in the movie went right over her head. And not in a “thank goodness she didn’t understand that joke” way, but in a “this is a major plot point she’s missing” kind of way.
I’d say this movie is probably okay for around 10 and up. Anything under 10 and I wouldn’t recommend it.
But it’s fun and the visuals are great and George Clooney looks all hot with his little bit of scruff and the movie was fine. But it wasn’t amazing. It wasn’t great. It wasn’t even amazing. It was just fine, I guess is what I’m trying to say. But if you are bound and determined to go see a movie this weekend and your kids aren’t super young, you could definitely find worse movies than Tomorrowland.
Not exactly a ringing endorsement, is it.
Sorry. But not really. I calls ’em like I sees ’em.