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MOMMY MOVIE REVIEW: Is “Instant Family” OK for Kids? (& a chat w/ Director Sean Anders)

The most important thing you need to know about Instant Family is that it’s far better than the trailer lets on. It led me to believe this movie would be a mediocre comedy about adoption. It’s actually more of a laugh-out-loud then tear-your-heart-out-while-you’re-still-laughing kind of film.
Instant Family is based on writer-director Sean Anders’ real-life experience of adopting three children, and he takes a warts-and-all approach to his story. That might explain the PG-13 rating, which the MPAA says is for “thematic elements, sexual material, language and some drug references.” I’m guessing the “thematic elements” might be in reference to a fairly graphic discussion about “d*ck pics,” among other things.
Yes, Sean Anders depicts the challenges of raising a family, adopted or biological, with true candor and Instant Family is a better movie for it. I think most ages will appreciate and relate to this movie (despite the occasionally salty subject-matter), which is why I’m recommending it to mature 11-year-olds and up. Instant Family is not only a great flick to see with your family over the holidays, it’s also the perfect way to celebration National Adoption Month! (A)
I got to sit down with Instant Family director Sean Anders recently, to talk about his movie and the challenges of adoption. I posted that below, so please watch it and stay through the end for a featurette with Sean and his real-life family.
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BLOG: Tales from My SECRET Facebook Page

I belong to a secret Facebook group. I’ve talked about these people before (see My Secret Shame Part 1 and Part 2) and love them all dearly, even though I’ve only met one of them in person. They allowed me into their faction because I possess a similarly filthy mind and will openly discuss matters that should really only be shared with a therapist, if even then. These secret online conversations get especially raucous on Friday nights, when we are all exhausted from a full week of working/parenting/faking it and break into the alcohol. Feeds fill up with pictures of cocktails and dicussions about people we’d like to murder, have sex with or both. One woman snaps secret photos of her father-in-law’s feet and posts them, so we can all discuss exactly what the hell is going on there.

Is he turning into a werewolf? Or maybe a centaur?
Is he turning into a werewolf? Or maybe a centaur?
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