## 2025-06-29 > [!Quote] > I am wonderful, I deserve to be wonderful, and I contain multitudes. Got to see this movie with my mom. One of those “needed this at this particular moment in my life” movies. I’ve never read the short story and barely knew anything about the film going in, so piecing it together was a fun little mystery box. The message is exactly the kind of inspirational shit that my mom lives for, but it got me too, I’m not gonna lie. I’ve mentioned my mortality salience before at various points, and this movie is kind of built to address that, which I appreciated. The people next to us in the theater walked out of it upset and asking what the point is, and that it was “a bummer.” I thought that was kind of silly, but I’ll explain what the point was to me, and maybe they’ll see this one day: the point is that when you can do something, do it. And when all you can say is, “that sucks,” joy is defiance. There is so much we don’t have control over, but I’d argue there’s more still that we do, and we can’t simply succumb to the misery of what is happening around us. Even when we really can’t do *anything*, we can certainly still spread joy. And the thing about joy is that it’s so powerful you only need a little bit to carry you through dark times. It might be too schmaltzy for some, but sometimes schmaltzy just hits right. > [!Quote] > Later he will enter a land of pain so great that he will wonder why God made the world. What he will remember—occasionally—is how he stopped, and dropped his briefcase, and began to move his hips to the beat of the drums. And he will think: *that* is why God made the world. Just that.