I was in my parents’ living room the first time I tried to watch Magnolia. For as long as I can remember, my family has done this thing when we watch movies together. Right at the most emotional or romantic moment in the film, someone will pat the left part of his or her chest and say, as dramatically as possible, “Gets ya right here.” Then someone else would repeat it and pretty soon no one would be watching the movie anymore. We would even do this when guests were around.
Thanks to a recommendation from a friend, I watched “I, Tonya.” It elicited a strong reaction in me, which I think is a good indicator that it was a good film for me to see. As a starting point, it was good for me to see enough of her actual story that she become humanized. I don’t see how that’s ever really bad; it doesn’t, for me, have to mean “She doesn’t bear any responsibility for what happened with Nancy Kerrigan.”