I just went to a movie night with friends. The movie that “all” agreed upon in this group of adults was Planet 51, ostensibly because it is “upbeat” and “harmless” (these words were actually said).
Meanwhile, Mulholland Drive was loading on my computer. Oh, that I could listen to Emerson and speak up in moments like these. Must it really be a question of friendship versus a sense of aesthetic rightness? Is it possible to keep relationships and also not keep hidden a belief that time is valuable, and there is so much good art out there?
Early on in the movie, one of the little green aliens makes a comment about how adults wouldn’t watch kids’ movies like the one currently playing in their theaters. I bit my lip.
