Once Upon a Time… in Hollywood

Once Upon a Time… in Hollywood ★★★★½

When it comes to discrimination, cinema has at times served as a beacon for me, illuminating the right and wrong, regardless of the darkness that was often all around me. (Growing up in a white, far-right, midwestern town didn't offer my impressionable young mind much in the way of diverse opinions.)

When I was a child, The Land Before Time taught me that despite our differences, we are stronger when we work together.

In my teens, Boyz n the Hood showed me struggles from a perspective I was largely unfamiliar with, and from My Own Private Idaho I learned that love is love, regardless of gender.

Throughout the years, if I ever wavered or felt confused, cinema was there to recalibrate my compass and point me toward the truth.

Exiting the theatre last night, now well into adulthood, I felt challenged by cinema again, impelled to confront a prejudice I had blindly held my entire life. For the first time, I found myself asking a question I would've thought preposterous only hours before, a question that would force me to reconsider all I had been raised to believe:

Could I have been wrong about pit bulls?

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