My copy of GWTW opens automatically to this passage. Sigh!
I can't handle this. Jia, you are the level best, and your responses to those woefully bland, uninteresting and toxic dude-bros were spot-on. I raise a cup of lukewarm festival beer to you.
AHP - I love that you love The Way We Were. I have threatened to end friendships with people who refuse to watch it. Well, not really, but I might. Such an amazing movie, so smart and adult and MEANINGFUL, despite the weird sentimental 70s filming.
@Jolie Kerr Eh, I don't know - the kid's being comforted in several of the photos (you can see Mom or another adult hugging him) and it's not like "my son is crying because he just fell off the table and smashed up his face and is bleeding profusely." It seems OK to me to giggle a bit at dramatic crying when the kid is totally fine. I think it's actually part of how you teach a kid what's important enough to cry about, and what you just have to deal with (i.e., broken cheese). I was a dramarama as a youth and my parents gave me a hard time when I cried about nonsense, and I actually think it taught me a lot of self-awareness. That being said, maybe don't show this kid this Tumblr until he's past middle school.
@janbrady You just broke my brain!!!!!!
You guys, I'm reading this on the train and I no joke BURST into tears. Annie was pretty much the only thing I thought about from 5-10 years old, and it all came rushing back. Bless you, Nicole. (Drys tears, adopts plucky orphan and mangy dog, marries bald man, takes bath in gin.)
@Lu2 Kevin Kline is to play Flynn in a movie about his final days, The Last Days of Robin Hood, to be made in 2013.
Thank you, Wikipedia!
@chnellociraptor First thing I thought of! Baby Gosling!
Now THAT is a well-deserved book deal! I will buy it for all the people I respect. Super awesome.
@milkbreath When we were little, my parents would sometimes audiotape us for my grandparents, who lived downstate. They found an old one recently, that's just the sound of my dad playing "moster" and my brother and I screaming in mock terror. My mom was not amused. Also, we used to play "bulldozer man" which consisted of my dad rolling on the floor and us trying to jump over him. He would always reverse on us mid-jump, so he would catch our legs and we'd go down. I miss the 80s.