This week I took a break from the standard fare offered at your local multiplex, and jogged on down to the Main Art to take in an indie flick. The film was Son of Rambow, and you can quick eyeball the trailer if you’ve never heard of it before.

In short, the story follows two kids who are so inspired by the movie First Blood that they decide to make their own sequel. Their resulting misadventures are humorous, touching, and overall pretty much fantastic.

In point of fact, it is hard to find very much wrong with this film. The story is well written, finding ways to do the unexpected even with the predictable. It contains probably the largest concentration of excellent child actors a film has had in years. We care about the characters, there are several different threads for them to follow, and more of them than we expect get their moment.

Now I feel I should warn you there’s a good chance I’m biased. Rewind a couple decades, (then skip forward a few years) and it was me running around, VHS camera in tow, screeching out battle cries while performing all manner of sweet ninja moves, rad sword fights, and totally awesome lightsaber techniques. I don’t want to say I was better than George Michael, but come on he only ever made the one video. And I will neither confirm nor deny my brothers involvement in these shenanigans; I think it’s more amusing for you and I together if you ask them about it yourselves.

All this to say that as I sat in the darkened theater I felt I was watching a movie tailor-made for me. I’d like to think it will work as well for you but I honestly can’t be sure. Do you want to see a film in which elementary schoolchildren battle armed soldiers and an evil scarecrow to rescue Rambo from prison?

Well than what are you still doing here?

he got hit with the piano