Another well-placed VO allows her to deepen the dilemma of Free Will: ‘Why can’t all choices be simple? Window or aisle? Coffee or tea? Not career or romance …’ In short, why can’t life be idiomatically similar to air travel? Yet for me, ‘window’ or ‘aisle’ isn’t a simple choice, and if I haven’t checked in online, it’s often not a choice at all. I like to look out of the window so I can be the first to see if a wing goes missing, but I also have a weak bladder and dislike hurdling over the prone.
