I’d say for me it was the first Pokemon movie. It didn’t even make sense!
I don’t have kids, so I’m gonna have to go back to MY childhood and say The Smurfs and the Magic Flute. But I’m sure there must’ve been worse that I blocked from my memory.
Dunno if it was the worst, but my brother and I went to see the first Power Rangers movie, just so we could mock the darn thing MST3K-style. 
He’s not a parent, but Mr. S once took his nephews to see Ernest Goes to Camp. The projectionist got two of the reels mixed up by mistake, so the plot was all out of order. No one in the theater but Mr. S seemed to notice.
Pokemon (3 movies), Digimon, and/or Power Rangers (2 movies). It’s hard to pick one. These are the kind of movies that make a parent look forward to Snow Day and Snow Dogs.
I’m not a parent, but my wife and I took our nieces to see Pokemon. The only good thing to come out of it was that I gained a new superpower: I can irritate my wife simply by saying “Pika! Pikachu!” in a squeaky voice.
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I have no kids of my own, but several years back, as a favor to a friend, I took her 5 year old son to see “Super Mario Brothers.”
The theater has since closed down, but when I drive past, I swear I can STILL smell the stench that movie left behind.
That was EXACTLY what came to mind when I saw the title. It was painful to watch. The part where Pikachu was getting beaten up by Evil Pikachu – I was laughing so hard I was snorting, while the kiddies sat in horrified silence. After the movie, my son, who was 5 or 6 at the time, stared at me open-mouthed and said in an awe-stricken voice, “That was the best movie I’ve ever seen!”
Second worst: See Spot Run. Just plain bad.
I probably shouldn’t include Matilda, because I walked my kids out in the middle of it. I would far prefer a movie that is nonsensical to one that is so mean!
And you can save all your testimonials to the brilliance of Roald Dahl, and the wonderful ending. IMHO, none of that excuses the unrelenting bleakness and mean-ness of the hour or so we sat through. I thought it was pretty inexcusable that such utter dreck would be marketed as childrens’ entertainment.
I took my sisters to see Curly Sue in the theater. It was so bad it was painful to watch. I bet James Belushi wishes he could expunge it from his resume. They tried every trick in the book to be emotionally manipulative and they were so transparent about it that all I could do was laugh.
Now, as a parent, I only take my children to movies I think I was also enjoy. Since I like a lot of the cartoons and such we watch together, I can gauge pretty well what will be tolerable. We’ll probably go see Attack of the Clones, based on the favorable reviews I saw in the thread here in Cafe Society.
Thomas and the Magic Railroad, hands down. What a mess of a movie.
I held forth at some length onmy feelings about this (you should pardon the expression) train wreck of a movie in the thread a while back on the worst movies you’ve paid to see.
Home Alone. Not only did I have to suffer through it in the theater with my three charges, my boss bought them the video and they played it over and over again.
Thank heavens for husbands. It’s his job to take our seven-year old to movies that he wants to see.
I should mention that my hubby is a movie whore. He’ll watch just about any movie anytime. He once went to see Free Willy 3…by himself!
That stupid Power Ranger movie, that silly live action Ninja Turtle movie, the badly drawn Ducktails movie, Shaq’s retarded movie all share one thing in common: They do not hold a candle to the horrible badness that was Good Burger.
The thing about Good Burger was that it could have been a much better movie. It could have been a childish farce that parents could chuckle over. It could have highlighted that kid–the skinny one, Kel or Kenan as I’m not sure who was named what-- but it didn’t.
What it did do was suck so hard I left the theater with a filling missing.
Come ON Biggirl! Didn’t you even like the CAR?!?!
Super Mario Brothers. Dennis Hopper, Bob Hoskins, John Leguizamo…how bad could it be? Incredibly, stupendously, mind-numbingly jaw-droppingly bad.
I’m not a parent, but I was a daycamp counselor the year Indian in the Cupboard came out. I was in charge of the 4- and 5-year-olds, and us camp leaders talked up the big Movie Day, when the kids could ride a bus with us to see a movie (wow!). They were excited, we were grateful to plan one quiet afternoon.
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Oh my God. That movie, which was really kind of bizarre and full of questionable ethics, was also extremely sad for all the kids, and downright traumatic for the kids who did not yet know how to distinguish fiction from reality. I had three kids trying to simultaneously sit on my lap, with a fourth gripping my hand. At the end, I had to coax the SOBBING kids outside and explain as gently as possible that all that happened in the movie was imaginary, etc. Poor little guys. I felt terrible for them, but it really is hard to manage 8 crying little kids.
I second the nomination for Matilda. All that movie is is a G-rated 5,624th rate clone of Carrie.
Pocahontas. Oh, how I hate you, Darth Mickey.
You people are obviously too young if you missed “The Care Bears Movie”.