So I watched CHITTY CHITTY BANG BANG for the first time ever this weekend. I am thirty years old. I appreciated it so much and I’m so thankful I could, at my age. There are a lot of kids movies that don’t really work unless you see them for the first time at the age they’re “meant” for, then you can relive the feelings as a grown person even though they’ll never be quite the same.
However, I’m miffed at my parents and for all adults in my life for never sitting me down and showing it to me as a kid. I really feel like I missed out on something major. This movie is adorable and lovely and fantastic and sweet and funny and even has good messages for wide-eyed kids, and I love Dick Van Dyke forever and ever, and he’s just not allowed to die, sorry.
I wonder if it’s because it came out in 1968, when my parents were about 15 and 16, and they were firmly outside the target demographic for this film, and they were so deep into their schmoopy selfish teenage rebellion worlds that they were like, “Pfft, that’s for babies” and then never got around to seeing it as adults, and then their own baby missed out for no good reason?
Anyway — this song in particular, You Two, which comes along shortly after the film begins, actually made me cry big hot streaming tears over my tea and croissant on Saturday morning. Of course, I would never have had this kind of reaction as a child. I felt so emotional over this sweet, simple sequence in a way I only could have experienced as an adult, considering babies of my own, and, as always, totally melting for a dad showing this kind of love for his children.