Elle H

I remember watching Fred: The Movie on Nickelodeon when I was younger for the first time, and it is safe to say that Fred Figglehorn sparked my love for the artistry of film. The shots that were taken throughout the movie, the intelligence taken from Lucas Cruikshank's mind was beautifully displayed throughout the 80-minute cinematic masterpiece. Citizen Kane doesn't stand a chance against this film. I would watch Fred: The Movie over Pulp Fiction or 2001 A Space Odyssey any day. When I first saw Lucas Cruikshank on the 13th episode of the second season of ICarly, I fell in love. The way his voice sounded, the way he panicked at the sight of a cabbage. I needed more Fred in my life. I was a wee child, I didn't have access to a computer or an IPad, therefore I couldn't view his unrestricted, homemade, authentic content he posted up on youtube. I became utterly depressed, hopeless, discouraged, and shut out from the world. Until the fateful day of September 18th, 2010. I sat before my television, anticipating the film that was going to air on the children's tv channel that I learned to grow and love. The screen darkened, the film was starting. It was the first time in my seven years of life that I have felt pure, genuine joy. Bliss. The songs, the acting, the choreography, it felt like I was in a dream. 'The best day of school is the last day of school', huzzah! For I have never heard such a fateful song, and I shall never hear something so perfect ever again. Those exact lyrics bring me back to memories of the last day of second grade, singing the song that had revamped my efforts and excitement for life itself. Thank you, Fred, thank you, Lucas, thank you to anyone who worked on this beloved film.