To The Arctic on IMAX at the Museum Of Science!BOSTON AND AROUND, REVIEWS & CONTESTS | Mommy Niri | September 25, 2012 at 8:17 am
So I was invited to a screening of To The Arctic and since it was at The Museum of Science in Boston, I gladly accepted. Being an engineer the museum is a happy place for me, well maybe right behind Starbucks. Truth is I had not taken my kids there yet (blasphemy right?) but hubby had taken my older kid when the 2nd kid was born as part of a daddy-daughter day and she was not even 2 at the time. I tend to go normally where the target age suits my youngest kid and considering she is now 5 I think a visit was overdue. So while I had been to an IMAX movie before I had never been to the one at the Museum Of Science. I was bowled over at how it felt like I was right inthe movie. The dome shaped ceiling added to the feeling of continuity in the screen. Sadly I never saw the complete show so when the kind folks at the Museum asked if I would have liked my kids to see it, I said yes.
Now to keep it real, this was a nature documentary and I was unsure about my kids sitting through it. To be fair they are very good movie-goers and have seen a few DisneyNature shows so I had some hope. Hubby was busy but he is such a die-hard nature buff, (for Father’s Day they gave him a pass to draw as many animal pictures as he could – they have banned him before thanks to his obsession) – but I insisted he join in. I KNEW that he would have the best time ever. So my kids kept asking how long the movie was and what was it about. I could see they were just as nervous as I was about whether it would be entertaining (for them I mean, I knew I would love it).
As soon as they entered, I could see their eyes widen at the deep seating. It was clear that no matter what your height was, booster seats were totally unnecessary. We decided to sit to the upper part of the theater hoping that would give us a deeper sense of being “in” the movie. Since this is not a popcorn type movie (I don’t think they are even allowed) I sat braced for the wriggling to commence. It didn’t! Even before the actual screening of To The Arctic could begin they were already wowed by the Omni Theater’s special feature about the actual theater. My hubby compared it to the sensation at the Soaring attraction at Disney World. A ride he was unsure about since he has a fear of heights but grew to love it and to have several repeat performances. The moment he said that I got worried about his fear again and he said he was fine thankfully. In the feature about the Mugar Omni there was a part where they had you “moving” at a high speed on the Zakim bridge in Boston and I seriously felt like I was going to throw up. Yes, that is how real the theater makes you feel everything on it is. Not only did I not throw up, I loved the sensation of “safely speeding”.
The kids? Perfectly entranced. For me the narration by Meryl Streep (I love that woman) and the music by Paul McCartney (I would be showing my age if I gushed in detail) were already winning points in my book. Hubby, I think, did not blink. You would swear that this man was on 7th heaven. The story was simple following the polar bear family in their pursuit of food and safety in an environment that is fast changing, and in a way that is not in their favor.
More about To The Arctic
An extraordinary journey to the top of the world, To The Arctic is the ultimate tale of survival. This large-format film gives an unprecedented glimpse into the lives of a mother polar bear and her two seven-month-old cubs as they navigate the changing Arctic wilderness they call home. Captivating, adventurous, and intimate footage immerses you in this family’s struggle to survive in a frigid environment of immense glaciers, melting ice, spectacular waterfalls, and majestic snow-bound peaks.
Being the “leave-the-earth-in-a-better-place” kinda girl that I strive to be, I like the environmental message. I love that it was clear and repeated several times. Even though the polar bears seem so foreign to us, this gave us a snippet into their lives and also how our lives (and the way we live it) impact theirs. Some may call it preachy, I say preach on.
Disclosure: The Museum of Science invited us as their guests!