Whenever I feel feel morose and lonesome and pessimistic (like I was tonight), I take myself to a movie. Preferably foreign, so the subtitles make it more difficult for my mind to wander; preferably some type of drama or thriller, for the catharsis; and preferably tackling a social ill of staggering proportions or themed to make some sweeping, complex commentary on humanity, so my own petty problems can be thrown into perspective. Incendies is such a film.
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