I took my son to see the “Lone Ranger” this weekend. Despite my original misgivings on the reviews, (which seemed more concerned about how much money the film was NOT making rather than the storyline, acting etc.) , I decided to go. Like a good dad, I took a gamble with the movie, “trusting” the “G” rating still meant “that”, especially after my hiatus due to the “talking animal movie era” of my life. I made up my mind, fought bizarre I-5 “South” traffic and we set forth on our adventure to the movies. After all, I was going to go see a movie with the boy.
It ain’t easy being Cheesy.