It was a good enough movie and kept our interest, and we were definitely all on the edge of our collective seat by the end. But it was in the middle of the movie that I realized my new curse. I don't know that I will ever be able to listen to a song or watch a movie without thinking about how it will
influence or effect an adolescent.
All through the movie--when I wasn't whispering to myself, "Please don't have sex. Please don't have sex. What am I going to say to these parents if there's sex in this movie?"--I was thinking, Where is redemption in this movie? What is life-giving here? What gives the characters value in the film? What does this say about who we are and about our inherent worth?
And then I see Katy Perry in that outfit on the Grammys and I wonder about the messages that teenage girls receive about what bodies are supposed look like and how we're supposed to treat those bodies as temples.
I know I sound like a total prude and like I'll never be able to enjoy a song or a movie again, but I guess I'm cursed with forever listening and watching through the lens of the messages communicated to adolescents.
Woe is me.