Everybaby was kung-fu fighting

As previously advertised (and against the Movie Mom's better judgment), today we exposed our son to the theater for the first time by bringing Xan to the "crybaby" showing of Kung Fu Hustle at the Silver Spring Majestic 20. I, for one, was pleased that we weren't the only sick folks exposing our under-twos to the likes of an entertaining, cartoonishly violent R-rated movie. I was more pleased, however, that his first exposure to the cinema was not in English. IN perhaps a fearful sign of what is to come, he slept through the whole thing, with only one minor pause to tell Mom he was hungry. My question, of course, is whether there will be such a screening of Todd Solondz's Palindromes as well. That, my friends, would be ultimately perverse!