Last night, me, the brave soul, descended upon the movie theater with thirteen kids, aged 5-14 to see High School Musical 3:  Senior Year.

The kids were excited as we milled around the lobby of the theater waiting to be allowed to be seated.  Collectively, we had four large tubs that we could refill with popcorn for 50 cents and I, being the incredibly intelligent one, brought Tupperware containers so that we could distribute the popcorn and just keep filling up.

Popcorn is the best part of the movie.

The kids, were settled and saving seats as I waited for the last girl to arrive and there was constant chatter among the crowd while we watched the previews.  All movies that my daughter wants to see as soon as they come out.

I pray that she forgets about them until they make it to DVD.

And when the last preview played, each child had been to the restroom, refilled popcorn and drink and the lights in the theater dimmed.

That’s when the screaming started.

When I say scream?  I mean scream.

I can liken it only to a muted version of the NKOTB concert that I went to.

I’m dead serious.

The opening credits hadn’t even popped up on the screen and they were that excited about the movie starting.

Then Troy Bolton flashed his smile and it got even louder.

Yes, the prepubescentness was in abundance last night.  I’m wondering if we disrupted those seeing W in the theater next to us.

The music was good, and like a concert, there were those that were clapping, stomping their feet, and waving their arms.

There was clapping, lots of clapping, and when Troy and Gabrielle kissed, for the first time in three movies, every single teen and tween in that place secretly wished they were in the place of Gabrielle.  They swooned.

Swooned, I tell you.  It was the biggest erruption of excitement during the movie except when Troy took his shirt off.

I must admit, even I got a little excited.

I don’t care how old you are or how young he is, Zac Efron is HAWT.

Besides, he’s at least legal.  It doesn’t matter that I’m 10 years older than him.

All in all, the movie was the best of the franchise.  While production was good on the first two that were released as Disney Channel origionals, this one was stepped up and I was glad.  Disney knows the popularity of the movie.  They knew that people were going to come and see it.  It’s High School Musical.  It could’ve been done very poorly, but it wasn’t.

The story line was sweet in that gross, wholesome way, but I have to admit, a little unrealistic for an adult.

For a teen/tween, it was exactly what they wanted to see.  But, me, being the cynic, told all of them as we left the theater, “you know real life doesn’t happen like that, right?”

The last thing I want is for my daughter to think her life is going to play out like that of Gabriella Montez.  For one, we don’t live in New Mexico, heh.

No, I’m not really that bad.  And I supposed that girls should dream, but for me, the story line was a little too sweet.  But I also know that I ate it all up, because it was a good love story, and I’m a sucker for a good love story, and hot guys.

I highly recommend seeing it even if you don’t have a tween.  Seriously.  It was that good.

I predict that the DVDs will be released right around Christmas, if they are smart, so that Santa can deposit a few until the Christmas tree.  I can tell you that we will own it and add it to our collection.

And watch it 5,000 times.

Until next time..

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