I watched this yesterday afternoon because it was raining out and I didn't feel like leaving my house all day when I had plans that night. I genuinely think it has become the straw that broke the camel's back bearing the weight of my relationship with my family. I called my father, my mother, and talked to my grandmother. The last grandparent I have left, the one I have the most questions for. I even proposed planning a trip for the reunion held yearly in our family village. It made me more grateful to be living here in New York at this stage of my life, looking around at what I've managed to build of my own, but remembering to not forget what came before, what allowed me to be who I am now. They're all responsible for that in some way, no? Barbra Streisand could insult me, and I would thank her, but I especially want to thank her for directing such a wonderful film. You should all watch it someday.