
I took my daughter to see Dog Man. Now she’s hooked, and I’m spooked
Last school holidays, I took my six-year-old to see the film adaptation of Dav Pilkey’s Dog Man. It would be fun! Mummy-daughter time! Gourmet choc-tops! Popcorn! Although scoffing our choc-tops and popcorn during the trailers was fun, Dog Man exploded onto the screen with such feverish madness, a wall of colour and noise that, in my stupefied delirium, I wondered if the projectionist had accidentally switched the film’s speed to 1.5x.“Dog Man was like a collection of TikToks stitched together a...