I walked out of Kubo and the Two Strings last night emotionally exhausted and completely overwhelmed. I blew my nose, wiped my eyes, then turned to my 12 and 8-year-old daughters and asked, “So, what did you think?”

“I didn’t get it,” said the oldest with a grunt. Her little sister followed suit with, “Yeah, what was up with his hair???”

See, my kids and I agree on most things involving movies. We feel that screaming babies should be escorted out IMMEDIATELY and that popcorn should always be covered with butter-flavored imminent death. We agree that popcorn should also be thrown at people who use their phones during a movie, but we apparently DISAGREE when it comes to Kubo and the Two Strings. Continue reading →