As we are back on our regular "I, a Cis White Man, cannot relate to this non-white person, ergo this movie failed to appeal to me, who makes 100% of their audience" I want to comment that the moment I (as a Cis Man) felt the most kinship with a fictional character was in Little Women. when the girl from the time without electricity had the novel she had been writing thrown to the fire. The only time I actually gasped and said "No!" in a movie theater.

Sam: *kicks some international terrorist ass in a great action scene*

At Disney Land on the teacup ride

You know what airports desperately need? Quiet rooms. And I don’t mean just one in a terminal at departures. I mean at arrivals, at baggage claims, at transportation hubs, etc.