Sunday, January 27, 2013

Damn you, Kid President, for making me repost you after seeing a link to your video on Facebook, of all places. 

I mentioned this to Gena, but not to you, Will--see "The Perks of Being a Wallflower."  It hit me harder than any movies have in a little while.  Bet and I have been talking on and off about the idea that there is, in fact, something wrong with *everyone,* that trauma and inner pain and confusion are the rule, not the exception.  Well, this is a movie that has that idea tattooed on its forehead in big red sparkly letters.  Kinda blunt, maybe a little excessive, but still very poignant as these things go.

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