My hometown lost two of its own this week…
Two girls that I grew up with.
I say ‘girls’ because that is how I remember them — sunny, spirited teens…not as the moms, wives and emotional centers of the families who mourn them
My hometown mourns them as well. When a community of less than 500 loses two — especially two so very young — everyone feels the effect.
Of course, at times of loss, my hometown immediately rallies with signs, both large and small, of love and support. My family has been the beneficiary on more occasions than I care to count, and we are forever grateful.
And my hometown will rally again for our two girls, gone too soon, but never forgotten.
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I am not an animal
The Lobster is the quintessential independent film.
Original. Absurd. Other-worldly.
This world does not allow adults to be single. In fact, newly single people have 45 days to find a mate with similar characteristics as themselves, or they will be turned into animals and released into the forest.
Hey – they get to choose which animal, so that’s nice.
The people of this world appear unemotional, and speak with a deadpan delivery that would make any PBS station proud. Of course, there are always one or two folks who attempt to break the rules.
Their bad behavior is what drives this film, and you’ll be cheering for them, even as you shake your head in confused fascination.
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