Every year, I look forward to seeing the Oscar-nominated short films (and most years, I write a thing or two about them, as well- check out the label at the end of this post to see the archive). At any rate, this was the weekend we went to those cinematic anthologies, and as in years past, we saw a reflection of the world's woes. But this year, the angst was rife throughout both the animated and the live-action films; they were ten short movies about worry and stress, and only a couple had clearly uplifting resolutions. The others were ambiguous at best, and I left the theaters feeling a little deflated.
I didn't think I needed a happy ending to enjoy a movie, but maybe these days? I do.
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