As entertaining as it can apparently be to watch Rainn Wilson hit people with a pipe wrench, though, my favorite moviegoing experience of the weekend came while watching Kung Fu Panda. (Which, I just want to point out, is a very strange sentence.)
So at one point in KFP2, the villain is preparing to do away with our hero, the panda. The panda is standing on a distant rooftop, being heroic, and the villain’s henchmen are aiming a cannon at him. It was very dramatic, you see. A hush fell over the audience…
…until a little boy in the theater yelled, “Run! Panda, RUN!!!“
I can’t do his cry justice. This wasn’t heckling. The tone of his voice—everything in that movie was very real to that little boy. And Kung Fu Panda needed to be warned, because there was a cannon aimed at him. It was just the sweetest thing in the world, just charming and innocent and uplifting.
I remember being that young, and thinking that maybe if I was at the right place at the right time I’d meet some of the Muppets and we’d be friends. (But it turned out none of the Muppets lived in my school district.) I also spent a lot of time wondering if they would have to cancel the Roadrunner show if the Coyote ever caught and ate him. And I did wonder if they would show Coyote eating the Roadrunner in case he ever was successful. It kept me up at nights.