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Christine Knight

Christine is the editor of Adventure, Baby! She loves cake, her tolerant husband and her busy preschooler.

Chris’ 27th B’day

I was a bit late to Chris’ dinner last night, but I still made it in time for drunken photos and babycakes.

I think these photos do justice to the evening without any commentary. Happy b’day Chris!









Step Up 2: The Streets

Dance movies are a source of extreme relaxation for me. Nothing is more entertaining than some well-executed routines, with a romance usually thrown in for good measure.

Rosalie and I both loved Step Up the original, so of course we were super-keen to see the sequal, imaginatively titled “Step Up 2 The Streets“.
The movie has completely new characters but set in the same neighbourhood. The focus is also more on the neighbourhood than just the school, and is the story of a B-girl who, rather than trying to fit in with a performing arts school she is made to attend to avoid being sent to live in Texas, instead helps other students who don’t fit the typical dancer mould to become a dance crew. The crew rehearse with the intent to perform at the infamous (and apparently illegal – dancing is dangerous, yo!) “streets” competition where crews battle in the same way that rappers do.
The dance sequences are fierce – some really strong dancing, and I really loved the last dance piece – in the rain no less. I found the clip on YouTube, so watch it if you don’t mind a spoiler.

Easter Sunday!

My parents and I decided to spend the day driving down south to Stanwell Park for some family time. What a beautiful day it turned out to be! Finally a blue sky and some sun to warm my skin.
I forget what this sport is called, but there were loads of crazy people jumping off the cliffs with parachutes on.

The beautiful view.

Mum and Dad.
Me!
Art gallery which is attached to a cafe where we ate lunch.

The cafe had AMAZING food – they made me this creation below – thyme roasted Roma tomatoes on sour dough, with potato rosti, mushroom, a vege patty and rocket. Delicious!

We then walked over the new sea bridge.
My new hat – two views of the different ways it can be worn. I’m not a hat person, but I’m totally in love with this one.

Horton Hears a Who

Lisa and I are small children at heart, worshiping at the shrine of cuteness. We’ve been waiting for months for Horton to come out, and we were not disappointed. 
The animation for a start is amazing. The scenes is set in a jungle with Horton, the eccentric elephant, finding a spec that contains a whole world on it. The spec rests on a flower, and Horton makes it his mission to save the residents of the spec, the Whos of Whoville, by taking them to cave on top of a mountain.
Horton’s mission is hampered by the head of the tribe, a kangaroo who fears change. The kangaroo sends a vulture called Vlad after him to destroy the spec to protect the town from Horton’s controversial ideas.
The movie has several homages to the original Dr Seuss animation, which I loved, and the narration kept the rhyming couplets from the original book as well.
Lise and I were the only adults in the cinemas without children, but found the movie was skewed to adults as well as children, so we both enjoyed it thoroughly. It kept the kids totally enthralled – no whining, crying, talking kids in the entire two hours. Except for a whack on the head I received from the toddler sitting behind me, I totally forgot we were seeing a kids movie. 
My favourite thing about the movie was the theme, and line Horton spoke – “A person is a person, no matter how small”. A thought we could all keep and apply to race and species I think.

The Sydney Easter Show

I took my parents to the Easter show for a day of family bonding.
Photos of mine on display (top left and the pink one on the middle).

Award-winning cake. Yuuummmm.

Pugs. I never get sick of them.
BIG doggy.
Cactus with a bum on top.
Show jumping.
Fluffy alpacas just out of the bath.
Cows from my old school.
Me in the farmyard nursery area with a calf.
Freshly hatched chicks.
Polo to finish it all off.

Happy Sunday

Had a really great day today. Met up with Nick to take some pics of carnivorous plants and then went to Lisa’s place for eating cupcakes, Thai, chatting and watching SYTYCD. 
Me being a complete tourist today.

The Black Balloon

Being a teenager is hard. Kids are cruel and being different is the worst curse you can have. Having a brother who is so severely autistic that he can’t talk, throws tantrums in shopping centres and has a habit of breaking into strangers’ homes to use their toilets is a guaranteed recipe for a hellish childhood.

Thomas (Rhys Wakefield) is 16 and starting a new high school. His autistic brother, Charlie (Luke Ford), makes his life quite challenging, when all he wants is to fit in and make some friends. Thomas meets Jackie, a girl in his class, through a hilarious situation involving Thomas – hilarious for us that is, as the viewer cringes in embarrassment at how Thomas has to deal with Charlie’s complete lack of inhibitions as one of the many trials of life with an autistic family member. Jackie (Gemma Ward) is not only beautiful and smart, she is also compassionate and urges Rhys to accept Charlie for who he is and to stop wishing he was “normal”.

A tender rite of passage story told in the period of my own childhood in Sydney made the movie even more poignant and real to me. Seeing the kids wearing stack hats and carrying the old canvas back packs that were so popular at the time transported me right back to my own teens and earlier. What never changes is family dynamics. Thomas’ desire to have a “normal” childhood and life is quite painful to watch, often full of anger and resentment, but, in the end, tender, accepting and with a touch of humour that we all need to deal with the hard knocks life throws at us to deal with.

I have a theory that all Aussie movies are either fabulous or completely awful. This one is definitely in the fabulous area.

The Kite Runner – The Movie

This film is based on the amazing book by the same name, and I have to say it is very faithful to the book.

Set in Afghanistan in the ’70s, this is the story of Amir and Hassan, his friend and servant. Amir’s father is harsh on Amir and prefers qualities he sees in Hassan. This breeds resentment in Amir, who badly wants his father’s respect and love. The boys’ friendship is changed forever when Amir witnesses Hassan being abused by a group of older boys and does nothing to help his friend. He also plants his watch in Hassan’s bed and claims it was stolen with the aim to get Hassan out of his life, both to assuage his guilt and to be number one in his father’s affection. He gets his wish with Hassan’s father find out what has been happening and decides to leave the family compound with his son.

Not long after this, the Russians storm into Afghanistan, meaning Amir and his father have t0 flee the country. They move to the USA to start their lives over again. We cut to Amir as an adult, just finished college, and getting married, when he receives a call from an old Afghani friend calling him home to make things right.

The movie is luscious – Afghanistan of the ’70s is vibrant and rich with life, in contrast to Amir’s return to find the desolation left behind with the Taliban rule. The music is beautiful – it provides a thread through the movie and brings a feeling of the middle east to California where the family moves to.

The movie was very deftly put together without dwelling too long on scenes which were heart-wrenching, and thus managed to create a beautiful story of friendship and love from a story that could have easily have strayed into becoming a devastating tale of the ruination of many life. Beautiful movie, I strongly recommend it.

Sunday

We spent the day watching The Kite Runner (review to follow), having lunch at Rozelle and getting chocolate from Belle Fleur.

Second hand books from the market – three for $25.


Beginning of the tongue photos.




Belle Fleur window display. I love Easter, it’s the chocolate holiday.