There were a few things I didn't care for. Chester and A.J. (Timmy's best friends on the show) were complete tools. They were really mean to Timmy! I didn't like that. On the show, they come off as very true and loyal friends. I didn't expect them to stay in fifth grade with Timmy for 13 years, but I also didn't expect them to shut him out. Vicky's involvement in the film was minimal (although I guess that's to be expected, since he doesn't really need a baby-sitter anymore) and there was no reference to the fact that she and Tootie are sisters. There was no Trixie Tang, no Mark Chang (which severely bummed me out since he's like one of my favorite characters ever), no pixies, no Chip Skylark, no Crimson Chin, no Crash Nebula... I was hoping to a lot of little things like that. I call that sort of call-back a "love letter to the fans" and this movie unfortunately had none.
But here's what struck me most of all: I'm like Timmy Turner, just sans fairies. He's 23 (I'll be 23 next month), he lives at home with his parents, doesn't have a job, doesn't drive, and is still in the fifth grade (okay, I'm out of elementary, but still). I have a lot of kid in me... but I guess my goal is to become a grown up but not to let the kid in me die. I really do intend to have a job and money and my own roof and wheels at some point (hopefully sooner, rather than later) but I can still like kiddie shows and books and dolls. I mean, Timmy acts like a child on purpose... I don't actually act like a child most of the time. I just share a lot of interests with the average child.
But damn. If I could get me some fairy godparents today, I'd be all over that.
