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Wonders Beyond ~ A Whimsical Hometown Adventure with Pikachu and Pals

It was the closest our family will ever come to being on The Amazing Race.

Fierce!

One recent Saturday afternoon, our family joined with friends to form a scavenger hunt team. We raced in a professionally-organized scavenger course against other teams.

The Cute

Our bunch was assigned the dreamy-cute Piplup the Penguin as mascot. We were given matching yellow hats, a storied starting place, and tasks sent to us via smartphone.

Ready, Set, Race

We Piplups (and all the other teams) were scattered all over lower-downtown Denver to find secret agents, complete challenges, and take photographic proof. The challenges included funny teeth, wacky costumes, making a secret handshake, face-painting, posing like rockstars, and accosting unsuspecting members of the public in totally good natured ways.

Incognito

After our final task was done, we were instructed to return to Coors Field, Gate D, where we’d be taken to meet a super-special friend.

I knew it wouldn’t be Phil and his mat, but I suspected it would be totally cool. Every other moment of the day had been orchestrated for maximum joy. I was really excited for our team. The entire experience was once-in-a-lifetime.

Team Piplup was taken down to the field where someone yellow, darling, and sweet waited to greet us for some photos in the home team dugout. Hello, Pikachu! How cute are YOU?!

Pikachu Says We're Team #1

We enjoyed snuggling and smiling for photos, exhausted from racing around to fun task after fun task. Luckily, a lovely lunch buffet was laid out up on the club level—but who can eat when almost a dozen rolling big screen TVs hooked to Wiis line the walls? There was much gobbling by all the teams. Everyone wanted a chance to play the game that inspired so much fun: Pokepark 2: Wonders Beyond for Wii.

The object of Pokepark 2: Wonders Beyond is to “help Pikachu and his pals solve the mystery of the missing Pokemon.” It’s packed with opportunities for individual and group play, with mini-games and a quest. Really, it has all the elements kids love in video games. Cute characters, a sweet story, and accessibility so even little kids can play. I loved watching Beatrix and my niece Evee, both kindergartners, shake and twist their controllers. There were no complicated explanations needed. They just dove in and enjoyed. My older kids had fun with the game as well, playing in groups with new and old friends.

Play Time with Pikachu!

When we stumbled through our front door that evening, we were tired but happy. Shoes were tossed, socks peeled off, and the Wii was fired up for more Pokepark 2: Wonders Beyond exploration. Team Piplup was still competing, long after the last crazy task was completed. But it was happy, good natured, rosy-cheeked competition inspired by a rotund, sun-colored little fellow we met earlier in the day.

Thanks, Pikachu and thanks, Nintendo. You know how to throw a party inside a gaming system and out.

(Disclosure: We were invited to participate in this Pokepark adventure in Denver by Nintendo and given a copy of the game. All opinions and impressions of the scavenger hunt and the game itself are my opinion and the opinions of our team)

Don’t Judge a Movie by the Trailer ~ A ‘John Carter’ Review

It’s easy to reject a movie like John Carter. I did. The commercials look stupid. The trailers I saw made it look practically intolerable. Based on the advertising and marketing, this is what the average person might expect to see in John Carter:

1. Thundarr the Barbarian leads a band of lizard-walruses against Rome.

2. The female love interest spends all her time wearing belly-dancing outfits and gazing into the distance.

3. Thundarr and Belly-Dancing Minx leer lustfully at each other. A lot.

4. Thundarr gives trite speeches that have been done a zillion times in other movies, rallying the underdogs against Rome.

5. But there are spaceships?

6. Okay, let me get this straight: John Carter is about a flying Barbarian who leads lizard-walruses after earning their respect fighting a gladiator-style death match against a Yeti?

It all looked terribly silly and Not For Me. But my older kids were intrigued, so when I was invited to a screening, I thought why not? It could prove slightly entertaining and the kids would get to do something nice on a school night. And popcorn.

After a little research, I learned it is based on John Carter of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs, which I had trouble wrapping my mind around. Once again, the trailer told me John Carter, played by Taylor Kitsch, was going to be about muscles and monsters and little else. Edgar Rice Burroughs wrote a whole series of books about Barsoom, which is the Martian word for Mars. Most of the movie is based on stories found throughout the series and not just the final book in the series. In other words, the movie has deep literary roots and wasn’t dreamt up in a dive bar where black market cigarettes are sold out of the bathroom. For us tiresome moms who like to find the educational anchor in every little thing we do, this makes the movie more attractive.

I was gratified when the film opened in dreary 1800s New York. It was very Sherlock Holmes, with intrigue, rain, and a man being followed by another man. Right away, mystery is introduced. It captured me, to be honest. I liked being surprised this way because I rather expected for the film to open with Thundarr bench pressing a unicorn. The pace moves quickly. Soon, we are transported 20 years into the past to dusty, gritty, brutal Old West Arizona. This segment of the film provided many of the best laughs of the night and aptly develops John Carter’s character.

From this locale, John Carter is transported to Mars/Barsoom. I won’t reveal how or why, just that it worked and wasn’t doofy. Of course, there is little difference between arid desert Arizona and Mars, so John Carter doesn’t immediately understand he’s on a different planet. Watching him get his bearings is another wonderful comic moment of the film.

The story unfolds naturally from there. It was more exciting and innovative than I thought it would be. The visual effects are wonderfully done and for the first time in my life, I actually liked the 3D effects. They weren’t distracting or gratuitously done. My major gripes about the movie are that it bogged down a little in the middle and got a bit confusing. The Martian/Barsoom names of people, places, ideas all melded together, so I had to work to keep track of who was who and where they were going.

Totally making up dialogue here, but it was like this: “The Ruppians of Barsoom fought the Shoomwows for centuries until the Libsocks brought the Orb of Doorsoom to the Clickety-Clack when the Heebie-Dumpties rebelled against the Snugglers.” Eventually, I got this straight. I think. It doesn’t really matter. The filmmakers made it easy:

There are the lizard-walruses, the blue people, and the red people. It’s handy because they wear corresponding capes and decorated their flying machines in corresponding colors. So don’t let the Sci-fi/Fantasy proclivity to create new languages scare you off.

Be warned that children and sensitive people may be upset by the backstory explaining John Carter’s motivation. What made him the person he is? It’s pretty awful, but it’s revealed that under those mighty Thundarr pecs beats a broken heart of gold.

The end of the film has a delicious, intriguing twist involving Edgar Rice Burroughs himself. I don’t want to spoil anything.

I was prepared to warn everyone to STAY AWAY from this film. But I can’t. I’m not saying it is worth movie admission prices for all families. But if you or your kids are into that genre and have an interest in Edgar Rice Burroughs, it would make a fun spring break matinee. It’s definitely worth renting if you are a skeptic. Let it prove you wrong. I fully admit I was wrong about John Carter. It’s not my favorite movie, the best-made movie, but it’s fun and worth giving it a chance. I hope people do. The trailers have probably scared off scads of people. My 3 oldest (ages 14, 13, and 11) LOVED IT. They give it stars and thumbs-up and every accolade they can think of.

John Carter opens on March 9, 2012. It’s rated PG-13. There’s no sex or bad language. It’s all about action and war-style violence. Image used with permission of Disney.

Revisiting that Rather

By now, we’d have a newborn. But we don’t.

This is what I wrote on February 29, 2008–Four years ago, today. The summer before, I lost a baby that had been due in February 2008. When I wrote the post, I focused on what the day actually looked like, rather than what the day could have been. Beatrix was 17 months old. There was no hint another pregnancy loss was a month away. There was no inkling of Archie and no premonition of Teddy. My two darling little boys would not be here now if it weren’t for the Rather of that summer and that February.

...Since Last Leap Day

“Time heals all wounds” is a cliche people trot out when they want to comfort the sorrowful. Considering the past four years, I can say the sting and sadness of that loss—and the others—has faded. I still think about those little ones, but it’s with the knowledge that astonishing blessings tumbled into place because our imagined futures were derailed. Flipping around the cliche, I’ve learned that time wounds all heels. You can’t escape life unbruised. Hurt happens but joy comes, big enough to make you leap with it, though it, letting it settle.

Today is a new Leap Day. I’ll have new Rathers ahead. Everyone will. One of the ways we can make this day into something more remarkable than it is to consider what has happened in our lives since the last February 29th. Four years isn’t an eon, but it spins enough sunrises and sunsets around us to observe the revelation of real change. As Archie and Teddy fill my days with diapers and laughter and the kind of havoc small boys generate, I’m amazed at what has unfolded since 2008. They are here. They weren’t then.

Or were they? I ended that post 4 years ago noting you couldn’t see me in the photos I took of Beatrix, but you could see me. I think you could see them, too. Because optimism and contentment house hope. They wouldn’t be here without it.