I am Bob

How do I love you Marvel?...let me count the ways.

You got me through at least 40 days of kids being home sick.

More recently, you got me through a five-hour "first class" floor train ride with my new movie: Thunderbolts. 

Is this movie appropriate for a six-year old? No, not really. But, Carmen isn't scared of much and most of the film's substance went over her head. I don't usually watch movies more than once. However, I'll watch it again with Hugo at some point when I'm ready to answer follow-up questions for months. 

I can't think of many films that explore complex mental health/shame/regret in a "fun" way other than KPop Demon Hunters and the Inside Out movies. Without giving away too much, my favorite scene in the movie is in the after credits where we find Bob doing this.

Spoiler Alert: 

I see you Bob. To the outside world, it looks like you're not living up to your "potential" of being the Sentry. For me, I'm not maxing my educational and intellectual capacities in my current career as a mom. But, I need to sit by the window with my Frappuccino and a book instead. When someone asks me for higher level assistance I'll shout back, "I did the dishes." That's also a help and an accomplishment. 

I thankfully haven't experienced the majority of the trauma that we see in the movie. However, as my "Author Godmother" reminded me in this Small Victories, "inconsistency is how lab rats are driven over the edge."

If you haven't seen Thunderbolts, find a friend, and get to it.