Yesterday was such
A gorgeous, delicious, scrumptious, delectable, massive depression day, that I (not to brag) absolutely called it a wrap by 1pm, ate corn chips in bed, and just mainlined two very important pieces of media. The first was the season finale of the Real Housewives of Potomac (I desperately need an office environment to dissect the psyches of these women with my amateurish, Youtube-informed, probably toxic therapy “skills”).
The second was a film that saved my day (and therefore my life): Bing Liu’s 2018 documentary Minding the Gap.
All of my coolest friends have been urging me to watch this since it came out, but I found it difficult to rush towards something that was pitched to me as a “skateboarding doc.” I just felt like I already knew what that was going to be. Thank god I’m a stupid bitch who doesn’t know what she’s talking about because I had NO idea this movie was going to bust my heart wide open.
At its core, Minding the Gap is about that harrowing transition into adulthood, the scars left behind from childhood, and the fortitude it takes to envision a better way of being. And I just want to say: God bless the families of documentarians (including my own) who put their shit into the world and help remind us that our fragility is shared.
You can watch the film on Hulu. And—obviously not the point of this but—Bing Liu is absolutely on the crush list now, FYI. I say this with the utmost professional respect 🤓