I return to certain movies the way I crave mashed potatoes at certain times, for comfort.  Because I’ve seen them so many times, watching one again is like dipping back into a story I’ve been part of a long time.  I know large chunks of the scripts, not because I ever set out to memorize them but because I just kept listening until some of the language became mine.  It’s the same way I learned the Lord’s Prayer in church:  repeated exposure and a certain cadence that stuck without purposeful effort on my part…

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