Nothing much to write about tonight. Actually, I just watched Denzel Washington's blistering performance in Training Day, and my thoughts are too disturbed to focus much on this blog. What was perhaps the most appalling in that film were the scenes involving children, especially the little three-year-old who played Denzel's (his character's) son.
It would be easy to say that I feel more upset now, as a mother, when I see scenes of violence at which children are present. I don't think it's true. I think I was always disturbed by those.
But I can't help wanting to go check on my son right now (he's sleeping) and just look at him.
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