On WALL•E

(Some trailers to whet your appetite if you haven’t seen the movie yet. Go watch ‘em and then come back. I’ll wait.)

Wall•E is Pixar’s…

Best…

Movie…

Ever…

And, in fact, I dare say it’s the best movie I’ve ever seen. (According to my NetFlix homepage, I’ve rated 771… make that 772… movies. Scary, huh?) Aside from the fact that it is a technological tour de force, it is a beautiful romance between two machines with elements that will entertain every generation.

And I cried at the end.

But not because of the film. No, I left the job of crying like that up to the student who is working with Terry this summer. (She thought Wall•E was toast.) Instead, I had never heard my 10-year-old be so ecstatic about anything before in his life, and it was a tear of joy at witnessing his being so happy about something, and being able to be a part of it was a joy of parenting I had never experienced before.

And I loved every second of it.

Oh, and I liked the movie, too (in case you couldn’t tell).