My Weekend Crush

I know, I know – a fish. And a fictitious fish at that. But this weekend, of all weekends, I simply can make no other pick. This weekend, of all weekends, I am picking Dory. Yes, Dory. The Pacific Regal Blue Tang from “Finding Nemo.” The fish who forgets. The fish who helped make Ellen DeGeneres famous again. OK, OK, yes, do you feel better now that you made that “lesbian love their fish” joke? Good, we shall proceed.

I’ve spoken about my love for “Finding Nemo” and Pixar many, many times before. Short version: I love them. Long version: So much! But I truly cannot overstate my excitement at being able to see “Finding Nemo” on the big screen, finally. I, shamefully, am one of those people who scoffed at seeing a children’s movie at the theater way back in 2003. What? That’s kid’s stuff. Don’t be silly. But then, through the power of the DVD and getting over myself I feel in love and me and Pixar have gotten along swimmingly ever since. So, now, imagine my joy at finally being able to see the vast ocean and all its delightful creatures two-stories high as the movie gods intended. Sure, I’ll also have to contend with 3D. But my main concern with that is becoming too scared during the Bruce goes Jaws scene.

But back to Dory. Without her, let’s face it, this movie goes nowhere. It’d just be a weird Woodie Allen film with child abandonment issues. But with Dory it’s filled with heart and humor and that undying optimism that gets all of us, every day, to just keep swimming. Plus no one talks whale better than her. Won’t you please be my squishy, Dory? Happy weekend, all.

p.s. Earlier this summer I ran into these two in a shop window. I will neither confirm nor deny that I squealed to anyone within earshot, "Oh my God, Nemo and Dory!"