So among the things we got for my daughter for Christmas was the boardgame Zathura, based on the film and book of the same name. She and I saw the film earlier in December, and she really enjoyed it. The concept of a game turning into a reality from which one could only escape by playing the game to its conclusion both fascinates and disturbs her: she’s been asking me various questions about the film’s narrative to try and sort this out.
So perhaps I wasn’t thinking too clearly getting her the game. When she unwrapped it and saw what it was, she recoiled as if it were a poisonous snake. I said, “Maybe we could play it later”, she looked at me, wide-eyed. “No, no, NO!”
Later in the day, though, she brought me two of the pieces. “Maybe we could just look at the board?” she asked. I said, “Sure, let’s look at the rules and maybe we’ll see about playing.”
“Not TODAY,” she said. Why not? I asked. You don’t think the game is actually like the one in the movie, right? No, probably not, she conceded. So why not play with it today.
“Because it’s CHRISTMAS, I don’t want to take the chance that it will send us into space today. Some other day, maybe.”