“And don’t gimme that weak shit, ‘Well, I love my children!’ Fuck you. Everybody loves their children. Doesn’t make them special.” – George Carlin
So, we had a baby. Her name is Lucille, and she’s just over two months old, and I’ve mentioned her before. About three weeks after she was born, as our first “night out” without her, my wife and I went to a media screening of Gravity, and, well, the movie clobbered us like a bag of hammers. Much of this, certainly, was due to the craftsmanship of Cuaron’s filmmaking, the sensitivity of the acting, and the power of the picture’s spiritual themes. But who are we kidding: the movie affected us like it did because it spoke so powerfully to our recent experience. And in processing that reaction, and defending it, I’ve gotta be honest: I’m starting to turn into the kind of person I used to loathe.
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