So, 17 year old Marty McFly is out there… somewhere… TODAY!
I was probably 10 the first time I saw Back to the Future, some summer day in the late 90’s, and I was hooked.
My day has been completely filled with all things Back to the Future. Several channels (including Amazon Prime) are running all three movies on a loop all day. And why is that? Why am I watching and re-watching a movie I’ve seen so many times I could quote the entire thing? Why has the world been counting down to today — simply because it’s fun?
We crave stories. We crave connection. We crave hope and a promise that the future will indeed be there for us. (Preferably with a real hoverboard, thankyouverymuch.) And brilliant movies well-told connect us with those stories and connect us with our fellow humans.
The girl at Starbucks – who knows nothing about me other than my name and the fact that I drink tall hazelnut americanos – wished me a Happy Back to the Future Day. No explanation, no backstory. Because of course I’d seen the movie. Why wouldn’t I?
There’s something beautiful about the lifelong power of a good story, don’t you think?
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