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Spiderman: Into the Spiderverse

Andi

This movie is a couple years old now, and is getting a sequel. But I didn’t hear much about it when it did come out. It was overshadowed by other super hero movies, and it didn’t do as well in the box office either. But I want to know why. I love this movie and so do my kids.

First up, let’s talk about the animation style. The desired affect was to appear like a comic book, and I think they achieved that. It definitely gives that comic book feel. But what really impressed me was the use of words and actions made it look like this really was a moving comic book. The framing and angles they used to make emphasis. Can I hear Miles screaming WOOOOO! I can, but seeing that fall with him in visual word form as he jumps amplified the excitement of the moment.

I’ve also seen posts thanking the film makers for animating women that all look different. But I’m going to spring board off of that and thank the film makers for not only giving us diverse looking women, but also diverse acting women. Two of the spider people are female, which we need more hero women, but one of the villains was a woman as well. It wasn’t until I watched this movie that I noticed how few supervillains were female. It may seem odd that I’d want more women in evil roles, but diversity means there are men and women in all roles, not just the protagonist. Not to mention that Penni Parker is Asian American, giving even more variance to group.

Which brings me to Aunt May. For me, Aunt May is usually a side character that is only there for her relationship to Peter. She still kind of is, but there are 3 things that make this May different. Well 4, because one is she was voiced by Ms. Freaking Frizzle, Lily Tomlin. But she isn’t a weak old helpless woman. First off she knew Doc Oc on a first name basis and just by the way she said, “oh, its Liv” seems to indicate they have some kind of history. Second, she knew and prepared the Spider Lair for Miles return. She was ready to equip him with what he needed, meaning she’d also helped Peter and played more than just the kind old aunt in his life. And lastly, she didn’t run from a fight. She took a baseball bat to Tombstone’s torso. She isn’t weak or cowardly, she was not about to let these hooligans destroy her home, she was ready to fight them for it. I repeat she bashed Tombstone with a bat. I loved this Aunt May and I hope the sequel shows us Miles has kept a relationship with her.

Now to Miles. This is simply happiness over representation. Miles is a mixed kid. A mixed child is depicted in a happy loving home, as the main protagonist, the hero. My children are mixed, Miles gives them a Spiderman that looks like them. I can’t tell you how much I love that. It shows a black man as a loving father, partner and a police officer. How many negative images of black men do we see in shows and movies? This movie gave us a good one. Can I just repeat, we got movie with a mixed kid as the hero?

The music score and song selections were absolutely perfect as well. The sound effects really make a movie. They are one of those things you probably don’t notice because it fills out the experience and supports the story. It’s one of the things you don’t notice when its there, but you would notice if it were missing. It’d feel empty and hallow to you. Like when you taste something and you know something is missing but you aren’t sure which exact spice it needs. Music gives emotion to a movie, and this music department did incredible.

And I’m just gonna throw this in, this film has one of Stan Lee’s last cameos. By the time it came out on DVD and Bluray, he had passed. His cameo in this film is made more emotional because of that. It makes me tear up. Especially knowing how much Stan loved Spiderman. I’m gonna miss him.

But even just on the surface, it was funny and cute. The dialogue was captivating, the characters developed, the jokes well placed. It made me laugh out loud.

It was a good movie. It deserves the fanbase its developed, and I hope the sequel will prove that numerically.

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Mister Rogers

Andi

So many adults grew up with Mister Rogers gently singing to them and reminding them they were perfect just the way they were. I was a kid in the 90s, so I got all the reruns, but he was still prominent even then. However, he has impacted me more as an adult than he did when I was a child. With the new film coming out this month, I think talking about him is appropriate.

Fred Roger’s was a musician, an artist, and an ordained minister. His ordination was to minister to children through the medium of television. He apparently was witty and slightly snarky as well if you listen to his family and work mates. He was creative and driven, and worked hard to make his vision come to life. The documentary “Won’t You Be My Neighbor” contains many of these first hand accounts of his gentle character and clever humor.

Mister Rogers never wore a collar or said he was a minister in his show, but his faith drove what he did. He very firmly believed that God made you just the way you are. You didn’t need to change anything. You are worthy of love, because God loves you, and as a follower of God, it was his duty to love you. He believed children were very bright and able to grasp even complex concepts. That they have very strong emotions and should be able to not only express them but know how to process them. Talk about them. Understand them. Your strong emotions aren’t flaws to be subdued, but God made parts of you. So a homosexual was perfect and worthy of love. A child with a disability was perfect and worthy of love. A person of color was perfect and worthy of love. A person of a different faith than his perfect and worthy of love. He displayed this on his show and in his life in the way he treated other people. Always with respect and always with kindness.

He is one of the only people of faith I look up to and desire to imitate. The kind of faith he had is what the world needs. It doesn’t need the anger. It doesn’t need the hate. It needs the powerful love. And a person brave enough to show it.

He is also a model of good parenting in my eyes. Kids need to know their emotions aren’t bad, but they need to know what to do with those emotions. They need to know they are special, the way they are. As parents, we need to be teaching our kids how to process their feelings in a healthy manner. Children should also be given the comfort of knowing they have love for who they are.

It is beyond fathom for me to imagine any person on earth that disliked Fred Rogers, but they existed. He got questioned about his own sexuality because he was soft and talked about his feelings. People said he was evil because he told kids they were special without having to work for it. He was blamed for entitled children. Rumors started that he wasn’t actually a kind gentle man, he was a hardened Marine who was covered in tattoos and killed lots of people. None of these were true, but I find it interesting the worst rumor they could come up with was tattoos and military service. There were enough people that hated him that there were protesters outside his funeral. People said he was going to hell, not because he was gay because he wasn’t, but because he tolerated gays. He told them he liked them, and God loved them, and apparently that is abominable. That’s the kind of man this was. He was hated for loving people.

This shows me two things: that someone is always going to dislike you and how to respond to those that do. Even someone as magnificent and unproblematic as Mister Rogers had people calling him evil. The kinds of people pointing fingers at you may be different, but there will be someone who doesn’t like you. But despite knowing some mocked him or hated him, Mister Roger’s never stopped treating each person he met with kindness. It had to get discouraging at times, and his family has said there were times he’d get upset, but no matter what he’d process the emotion, and step out to the world with a smile and a hug.

He is an example to us of what faith should look like, how to teach children, and how to face with world with grace.

Additions:

I think Tom Hanks is probably the only person, on earth, that could portray Fred Rogers.

I’m sure some people wonder why I love Mister Rogers so much, but I don’t care for Daniel Tiger. Despite the fact the characters are named after Rogers neighborhood friends and his own tiger puppet. I am aware. But the trouble is Daniel Tiger is trying to be Mister Rogers. They are attempting to recreate the magic for a new generation, but they just can’t. No one can. And Mister Rogers Neighborhood doesn’t need to be updated in my opinion. His voice is captivating and his singing is charming. My overly active kids enjoy the original show and pay attention to it as much as any of their other shows. Daniel Tiger is certainly not the worst show, it has some good parts, but it is also lacking in some as well. Perhaps I’m just being biased as well.

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Superheroes

Andi

My grandparents were my biggest role models. They were the only strong positive influence in my young life. My grandma passed in 2008 when I was 15. I lost one of my role models right as I needed one most.

I read a lot of C.S. Lewis, so I suppose you could say he was someone I looked up to. And Julie Andrews was my musical hero. I wanted to sound like her, but I also wanted to be like her. She is a magnificent and beautiful woman, and I still want to be like her.

I don’t remember who, but someone gave me a copy of Iron Man that had been released that year. I was instantly enamored. For the next 11 years Marvel spun an elaborate tale of struggle and triumph. These flawed and broken characters who overcame and defeated their enemies became my role models. It didn’t matter that they were fictional. It didn’t matter they might of had problems, that just made them all the more real to me. I looked up to them and tried to emulate them. Especially Tony Stark. Its made pretty plain that Tony had anxiety. He had deep fears and serious regret. That he struggled. But he still got up everyday and put on the suit. He overcame. His character resonated so deeply with me and he became my personal role model, and of course my favorite Avenger.

It came to the big conclusion, the Endgame. When Tony sacrificed himself, it felt like an end, closure. 11 years I’d been following this hero through his arc, and now it was over. A month later is when my only other real life personal role model, my grandpa, passed. Almost like the true end of this part of my journey. Tony came along exactly when I needed him, and I don’t need him like I used to. I grew up in those 11 years. I faced my own anxiety and deep set fears. I graduated school, got married, had children.

Grandpa got to see all of his grandchildren grown and happy. Thats what he remembers last. His granchildren and great grandchildren giggling and happy around him. He was at peace.

Tony got to see his efforts repair the catastrophe Thanos had caused. He got to see his daughter, he got to see Peter. He saved the universe and he was able to rest.

I will always love Iron Man forever and always. I will always love Marvel for providing a hero for me at the perfect time, even though they have no way of knowing I needed it. I will hold a special place for RDJ for bringing the character to life. I will always love and cherish my grandparents for providing the true role models I needed direct contact with. My personal superheros.