Cheaper by the Dozen (2003) ​The Pitch

 

Cheaper by the Dozen (2003)

​The Pitch

​A chaotic, harmless studio comedy designed to be maximum safe viewing for all ages. When the father of twelve gets his dream football coaching job and the mother goes on a book tour, absolute domestic anarchy ensues.

​Why It Works for a Casual Watch

​Zero Offense: There is absolutely nothing here to shock, stress, or make anyone in the room uncomfortable. It is pure, clean formula from start to finish.

​The Star Power: Steve Martin brings his reliable, warm fatherly charm, and Bonnie Hunt keeps things grounded. Even if the script is full of loud screaming, their chemistry feels like a real, affectionate marriage.

​Ashton Kutcher’s Cameo: Playing the uncredited, self-absorbed actor boyfriend "Hank," he willingly becomes the butt of the film’s absolute best physical pranks (including the infamous meat-soaked underwear routine).   

​Where It Fails

​Lowest Common Denominator Humor: It relies heavily on screaming, falling objects, and a crumbling chandelier. It's "barrel-scraping" slapstick rather than clever wit.  

​Overwhelming Chaos: With twelve kids to cover, the movie struggles to give them actual depth. Most of the middle children are reduced to a single trait, and the director's main way of showing a big family is just having everyone shout at the exact same time.

​The Bottom Line: A textbook 2.5-star movie. It won’t win any awards for brilliant writing, but if you need something mindless to keep the room happy while you switch your brain off, it gets the job done perfectly.

Kids Just being Kids.

 

Just being a kid was so much fun. I remember my friend Allen and I had many adventures. We had a BB gun club.

Yes, did we shoot outside? No, inside in the basement. We set targets four feet away on a metal table. Then we would take shots at army men or whatever and shoot them, being quick to duck under the couch, hoping there were no ricochets. Allen's common phrase, "Oh, my balls," was often heard. It was all fun and games until his mother stepped into the basement and said, "Is that my metal tray?" Then I said to Allen, "I think I need to go home and do something," and I left in a hurry.

That was a fun memory. I still hold onto it and will continue to, as long as my memory allows. That's why I'm writing this blog; if my memory is taken by another stroke, at least there will be documentation of some of the silly things I did in my life.  

My kids coming see me

 

It's happening my kids are comming to visit.  Only for  day and a half.  It will be amazing time it's been over a year. 

It brings tears to think I will be able to see them

The older 2 have there lives. I'm very proud  and they have confronted life and tackled it.  My youngest is great kid  kicking but in school!

I had kids by my eldest kids ages. My kids in college. 2 oldest working had a his job.  He has eyes set on future.   All are level headed.

I'm very proud of all of them.

I can't wait see them!!

A little town called Zillah

I had the best time living in Zillah as a kid. McDonald's and all those businesses outside of town were not there. You had to make a choice what to do on a Saturday. You could rent a movie from a local place in town. No Blockbuster, lol. That was mainly for the nighttime.

I like get a fountain drink from the down town gas station.  Or the "Cherry Patch" convince store.

There was also a grocery store. Locally owned. 

You could do bike riding. Exploring  building a fort hanging out in said fort. 

There was also Nintendo or Atari  😆  Hey Donky King  was tuff.

There also bb guns. Stick fights  and wrestling! Also dares wow so much. 

There was a pizza place "Doc's Pizza ". It has pizza chicken and Arcade.  I like double 🐉 🐲 Dragon. 

There was alot to do in this small town. 

Well the Cannal 2

So I talked about the canal. I talked about going in the empty canal. It was so much fun.

So  playing at the canal and in it, we would get on our bikes and travel down the canal road. We would travel for hours. We would pack snacks. So it was so much fun.

The one thing that wasn't good was the dogs. So, being out of town, no one had their dogs contained. So you would ride as fast as you could past the dogs. That was stressful. And you had to return the same way. 

It was always fun riding bikes. Unfortunately the next day one tire would be flat.  There is something called Goat head is a weed that will deflate the tires.  That what happened  a numerous times. 

Donc, en jouant sur le canal et dedans, nous allions sur nos vélos et descendions la route du canal. Nous voyagions pendant des heures. Nous emballions des collations. C'était tellement amusant.

La seule chose qui n'était pas bonne, c'était les chiens. Donc, étant hors de la ville, personne n'avait ses chiens contenus. Donc vous rouliez aussi vite que vous le pouviez devant les chiens. C'était stressant. Et vous deviez revenir de la même façon.

C'était toujours amusant de faire du vélo. Malheureusement, le lendemain, un pneu serait à plat. Il y a quelque chose qui s'appelle la tête de chèvre est une mauvaise herbe qui va dégonfler les pneus. C'est ce qui s'est passé de nombreuses fois.

Jugando en el canal y en él, nos subíamos a nuestras bicicletas y viajabamos por la carretera del canal. Viajaríamos durante horas. Empacaríamos bocadillos. Así que fue muy divertido.

Lo único que no era bueno eran los perros. Así que, estando fuera de la ciudad, nadie tenía sus perros contenidos. Así que cabalgarías tan rápido como pudieras más allá de los perros. Eso fue estresante. Y tenías que volver de la misma manera.

Siempre fue divertido andar en bicicleta. Desafortunadamente, al día siguiente un neumático estaría pinchado. Hay algo llamado cabeza de cabra es una mala hierba que desinflará los neumáticos. Eso fue lo que pasó en numerosas ocasiones.

The canal

Let me tell you about the setting in Yakima Valley. There are canals, big canals and little canals. The big canals, two of which run through the lower valley, are for watering the crops. The little canals run through the city. I enjoy watching you water your gardens, etc. The big canals are upwards of fifteen to twenty feet across and eight to twelve feet deep, with swiftly moving water at five miles an hour. If you are thrown into a canal, there is little hope of getting out alive.

So it's a wise choice not to put yourself in that situation. One of the things we did do. Where's in the fall? The cow will dry up.

So we'd walk along the canal for miles, just searching what we could find. Weirdford, fine stereos.

V c r's tape decks. The people we'll throw in the canal. It'd be like a treasure hunt. In some air, the cow, the water sat in there long enough and that when an early freeze happened in the fall, it froze over for the lengths of half a football field and we go and ice skate with their shoes and try to bust it up. Generally have fun as kids. Yes, this went wrong. Sometimes there's many a story of it going wrong. It may not have a lot of water. But it's freezing water that can be upwards of six feet deep, spanning a football field. Did I almost lose my life? Yes, was I thankful be alive? Yes was I cold yes. Did my friend laugh at me? Yes.

Did my friend save me? Yes, and then start laughing me? Yes, he did. Did I get him back later? Yes,  well, that's all for this post. I will do another pose why expand on the danger. A walk in the canal There's more dangerous, trust me. What else you do being  a Gen X  kid.

Just being a kid..

Just being a kid was so much fun. I remember my friend Allen and I had many adventures. We had a BB gun club.

Yes, did we shoot outside? No, inside in the basement. We set targets four feet away on a metal table. Then we would take shots at army men or whatever and shoot them, being quick to duck under the couch, hoping there were no ricochets. Allen's common phrase, "Oh, my balls," was often heard. It was all fun and games until his mother stepped into the basement and said, "Is that my metal tray?" Then I said to Allen, "I think I need to go home and do something," and I left in a hurry.

That was a fun memory. I still hold onto it and will continue to, as long as my memory allows. That's why I'm writing this blog; if my memory is taken by another stroke, at least there will be documentation of some of the silly things I did in my life.