I watched The Incredibles with the boys yesterday, the first time for all of us. If you've never seen it, the premise is that Bob Parr, Mr. Incredible, gets sued for injuring a suicide jumper when saving his life, which leads to a bevy of similar lawsuits against superheroes, which leads to the abolition and anonymous relocation of all superheroes. Once a Superman-like superhero with superhuman strength married to Helen, the Elastigirl, Bob and Helen Parr are relocated and raise a family of children with restrained superhero powers, and Bob is relegated to being an HMO claims adjuster. While still a superhero in his mind, Bob gains A LOT of weight.
After 16 years, Bob is called back into action. The first indicator that there may some issues is when he can't fit into his vehicle to launch into his mission. Poor guy, it's the exact same feeling I had when trying on my triathlon suit after 24 months of physical therapy and very little working out.
I couldn't find a picture of it, but he also had some love handles spilling out of the sides of the old suit. After ripping the blue suit, he gets a new suit, the more familiar red one. This suit is cut a lot bigger than the blue one, and ordering a larger size and hoping it fits kinda like the old smaller one is something I am VERY familiar with.
I love when the family is all dressed in Incredibles outfits on their way to save the world, and the the superhero kids are in the back of the van whining "are we there yet?" and Bob says "WE'LL BE THERE WHEN WE GET THERE!!" and then Bob and Helen start arguing about which is the quickest exit to take to get there.
Bob Parr, twice the hero he used to be. Move over Superman, this is my new favorite superhero.