When April is polite, she could mean a lot more than the cordial words that she says. Her pleading to her husband to, “Take me home now, Frank? Please?” could mean “I want our conversation to end.” Peeling potatoes must be one of the most mundane chores in America and in the movie, April was seen doing just that. She was peeling for her husband, peeling for her son, peeling for her daughter, peeling for herself. Peeling, peeling, peeling all day long.

Frank and April are both creative types. By that I don’t mean that they sleep in in the morning and party all night but that April studied to be an actress and Frank aspired to be a cashier in a cafeteria to avoid being yet another grey-suit at a large conglomerate as his father was.

But then Frank and April got married and pregnant. All of a sudden, they were hunting for a house in the suburbs and a grey-suited job in exactly the same company that Frank’s father had worked for.

April: This is what’s unrealistic. It’s unrealistic for a man with a fine mind to go on working year after year at a job he can’t stand. And coming home to a place he can’t stand, to a wife who is equally unable to stand the same things.

They told themselves that nothing is permanent and dreamed of migrating to Paris where Frank had visited once. In Paris, “People are alive there, not like it here.” In Paris, Frank and April can live and feel again.

When they were finally able to make concrete plans to move, Frank’s colleagues and friends thought they must be either crazy or immature.

Frank: We are running. Running from the hopeless emptiness of the whole life here, right?

But they couldn’t run. Life trapped them at Revolutionary Road, where their house is.

When April said, “Thank you, I’ve enjoyed breakfast very much too,” as she waves goodbye to Frank as he goes off to work, what she really meant was, “This is the last time I am scrambling eggs; after this, I am aborting my mid-term baby and killing myself.”

April: I wanted In. I just wanted us to live again.

Don’t watch this on a Sunday night when you are about to put out your suit for Monday morning’s office job.

Here is Bolt, bravely clutching a fake timer bomb that he thinks will explode within seconds. He’s running like lightning to chuck “the bomb” at “the enemy”.

Every day, Bolt performs these wild stunts because he genuinely believes that his Person, a little girl named Penny, is in danger of being kidnapped by a terrible Green-Eyed-Man. He’s nuts!

He doesn’t know that Penny is just an actor alongside him on a popular TV Series. :(

Not only that, the show producers led Bolt to believe he has superpowers. For instance, when he stares at a wall, the producers will blow it up to help him and Penny escape.

One day, Bolt ran out of the Movie Set and fell into a box that was filled to the brim with pink styrofoam for real. When he finally got out of the box, he had been shipped across the USA!

A dog being a dog, Bolt was determined to cross the country to get back to Penny, no matter what it takes. However, he discovered that he had lost his super-strength! He couldn’t bend iron bars with his bare paws! He couldn’t superbark to shatter a window! The pink styrofoam must have weakened him, gasp!

So Bolt had to seek the help of a few new friends.

Meet Rhino, the bold and dangerous…

…little hamster. *squeak*

Meet Mittens, the starving alley cat who unluckily got tied to Bolt’s leash.

Mittens was dragged into performing life-threatening stunts like jumping onto speeding trains because that’s what Bolt does for breakfast, lol.

Bolt the movie is a heartwarming tale about a dog’s instinctive need to be with its Person and a friendship that grew across species (between a cat and a dog) in spite of initial hatred from one side and cold indifference from the other side.

Watch Bolt and you will sit up throughout, burst out laughing many times and shed tears towards the end. It is completely redonkulous.