Because I love my son and I needed to bank some brownie points with my wife (or just try and claw my way back to the middle for whatever it is I’ve screwed up this week), I took one for the team and went to see Diary of a Wimpy Kid this weekend.
Let’s get this out of the way first. Parents? This movie is not for you. You know how Pixar (and some Dreamworks) pics manage to cram in all kinds of winks and nods to the adults in the audience? That’s not happening here. Much in the way the books are really not written for anyone over 15, the movie is most certainly Not for Us.
The Whole Damn Thing 