When the troublesome Herdman kids cause a ruckus in church, during the Christmas pageant’s rehearsals, the play’s new director and young Grace’s mother, Beth, laments just briefly when all hope for the endeavor seems lost…
Beth: Everything is falling apart.
Grace: I’m not sure they were ever together.
In actuality, is everything falling apart? No, no, for me, there appears to be hope within the state of affairs. For what has fallen apart, it seems will be put back together, mostly. At least for the time being. And in conjunction, the optimistic side of myself hopes the culture could be reassembled as well. In this case, that portion of culture which is art from whence comes literature and film; the latter certainly remains in disrepair. In the dimension of TikTok brains, streaming...
