I doubt seriously if a packed room full of fans has anticipated a showing of Herbie Goes Bananas since its first release on beta in the early 80s. But there we were tonight. So maybe it was just 8 of us in a crowded hotel room high above Fort Collins, and by far the most anticipation belonged to my little boy. But we laughed, cried, were scared, and overjoyed by Herbie's antics. It is probably the most atrociously bad film I've seem in a decade, but who cares? The point was that Alex thought it was fun. And he got to snuggle in bed with Aunt Ali, Uncle Eric, Grandma Carla, and Genevieve to watch it.
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