These movies are an indictment of our way of pathologizing and counseling grief. They are an indictment of our comfort seeking and our addiction to competence and mastery. They are a resolute lament over our continuing reluctance and inability to carry our dead with us through our days, to even imagine that such a thing is possible, or necessary. They are a way of engineering our legacy when the chances of us having much of one at all are sketchy. The truth is that we cannot, nor should we be able to, choreograph the way in which we will be remembered, if we will be remembered at all. We can
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