I took my kids to see the film while mom/wife was out Black Friday shopping. My kids are like me; they like going to the movies and will see just about anything. And while I've tried to expose them to the Muppets, I've never pushed the Muppets on them. Mostly because I live with the belief that they'll find the Muppets eventually when the time is right for them, and forcing the issue may just turn it into something they dislike because of overexposure (my parents had a few of those with me...).
So it was odd that they seemed excited about "The Muppets" as Black Friday drew closer. As we grabbed our seats, my daughter had a few questions (mostly about how much Beaker would be in the movie), and I mentioned that they seemed excited. My son said, "Well, you haven't stopped talking about it for months!" So much for not pushing...
I honestly can't add much to what's already been said here. But this was one of the few times in my life where I didn't sit in the theater and pick apart every element of a movie (I studied film theory in grad school) or else consciously "turn off my brain" to enjoy a film. Sitting and watching this film was like running into a close friend I hadn't seen in years and falling into a genuinely comfortable rapport with them. Yes, the years had changed us both (I'm older; the Muppets were more, um, "Segel-y"), but it was still the same old relationship.
And so as the movie went on, I just found myself more and more engrossed in the movie and just happier and happier. And I looked at my kids, and they were equally as engrossed.
What was most interesting, though, was the end. When Richman stopped the telethon and took control of the Muppet Studios, and as the Muppets left the theater with their heads held high, my nine-year old son looked at me with the saddest look in his eye and said, "So, the bad guy gets to win?" Before I could try to explain that reality to him, the Muppets walked outside to the throngs of fans, and it brought tears to my eyes and tears to my son's eyes. The reaction was so emotional, my son missed the "happy ending" where the Muppets got the studio back. But it didn't matter. Because on the drive home, and throughout the afternoon and well into the evening, my kids and I discussed the ending. And we discussed what it meant to be "the good guy" and what it meant to be "the bad guy". And whether it's okay to win if it means hurting others. And if you can really lose if people love you for what you do for them. It's the kind of long-running talk that parents don't get to have often enough. And I was lucky to have that moment.
So, we loved it. We were touched by it. And I'm grateful that my kids are going to be able to have the same love for the Muppets that I've had for over 40 years.