I’m watching a Herbie movie for what feels like the 400th time with the kid. We now own all five Herbie flicks from the 60s till the most recent with Lindsey Lohan. (She is as bad an actress as she’s accused of being.)
The husband has been subjected to even more of these viewings than I have. Because he cannot turn off his analytical brain he has formed an entire dissertation on the evolution of the Herbie movies through the years. It seems the most recent one broke some of the formula rules: no bumbling mechanic, very little slapstick, and no crimes or evil plans are solved/ thwarted.
The kid’s analysis is much simpler: No Herbie Love Bug! Yes Bananas! Want to watch Fully Loaded.