The new Muppets movie.
And I'm not alone in giving this one high praise - Rotten Tomatoes gives it a nigh-unprecedented 97% favorable rating (which is a percentage point higher than the artsy-gonna-sweep-the-Oscars flick The Artist). Mind you, critical reviews, whether from trained "they pay me to do this" critics or "I'm here for the popcorn" consumers, should never be viewed as the end all-be all of criticism, but when a veritable slew of critics and consumers share the similar opinions, it's worth looking at. In the interest of full disclosure, I should say that I'm a fan of the felt from Way Back. In fact, I'm probably exactly who some of the lovingly-composed shots are aimed at - I grew up with these guys. I learned to count with the Count on Sesame Street (and how to share - mostly. I have my Oscar the Grouch days, as do we all). But I was at the age that, when I "grew up" too much for Sesame Street (bye, Grover!) there was a theatre full of felt creations waiting to entertain me.
How much I learned there! I learned that shows look great from the front of house, but are often full-on chaos backstage. I learned about backstage (and yes, went on to be a theatre major. Funny). I learned that heckling from the gallery is an art form, but artists persist in the face of criticism nevertheless. I learned about sketch comedy and sarcasm and sly subversion. I also learned about gentleness and tolerance and family. And drumming.
There is a very nicely done critical book on the Muppets - Kermit Culture, you can buy it here - and I am fortunate to know the editors. You don't have to take it with you to the theatre, but really - in the midst of dreck about sparkly vampires and Adam Sandler in drag still not being funny, go see this movie. You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll want a Kermit the Frog watch.