Maybe It’s Best That One Doesn’t Learn To Drive

(I am watching the movie ‘Frankenweenie’ in the local cinema. There is only one other group watching, a woman with two young children. The smallest one is too young to follow the plot on his own so every so often he whispers to his mother about what’s going on in the film. Then it reaches the scene where Sparky is killed:)

Boy: *confused* “What’s happened to the doggie?”

Mum: *hesitantly* “He got hit by a car… and he died.”

Boy: *cheerfully* “Oh, noooooo!”

(He watches quietly up until the scene where the undead Sparky runs away from the protagonist’s house.)

Boy: *sits up eagerly* “Ohhhh, is he going into the road again?”