Why Honey, I Shrunk the Kids Still Feels So Wholesome
<<I feel like Honey I Shrunk the Kids is the most wholesome film I've seen in decades.>>
ChatGPT: You're not wrong—Honey, I Shrunk the Kids (1989) is an unreasonably wholesome time capsule of suburban science-gone-wrong charm. It’s got:
Earnest family dynamics (awkward dads trying their best)
DIY backyard sci-fi (Rick Moranis’ shrink ray = peak wholesome tech disaster)
A surprisingly emotional ride on a giant ant (RIP Anty, a true hero)
Zero cynicism (a rarity in both ‘80s blockbusters and modern films)
The whole thing runs on the idea that kids' imaginations—and fears—are just as real and valid as adult problems. It treats childhood peril with awe instead of condescension. And it doesn’t pander or wink at the audience—just straight-up says, “Look! Nature is huge, your parents love you, and scorpions are terrifying.”
Honestly, compared to today’s often hyper-ironic, meta-saturated family films, Honey, I Shrunk the Kids feels like a gentle hug laced with practical effects and a PG-rated existential crisis.