I was ecstatic to see that my town was implementing a free movie night. I envisioned sitting in a town square crying with a bunch of strangers over Casablanca. (We do not have a town square but maybe they’d build one for movie night.) As I looked through the movie list I had a very Lorelei moment. Every movie was a documentary about rock climbing. Documentary is too exciting of a word. I can only assume that they are working from Taylor Doose’s approved movie list. One of the description on Gilmore Girls was

Arctic Flight: man with plane flies charter to Alaska, hired by bear hunter who turns out to be Russian spy. Love story develops with pilot and school teachers. Eskimos do tribal dance.

That movie looks amazing compared to the “Man with camera walks a long ways wearing a backpack” films they are showing in my town.

I yearn for the Yearling.