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“We came to America when I was two. My father worked as an engineer for a bunch of different tech companies. I’ve always felt like an American. My parents told me that I could be anything I wanted. I do remember them saying I couldn’t get a job when I turned sixteen, but I assumed it was a typical Indian household protecting their daughter. So I focused all my energy into making good grades and getting into college. I finished my applications early. But when I showed them to my mom, she zoned in on one particular part. ‘Be sure to mark that you’re an international student,’ she said. She explained that because of my H4 visa status, the selection process would be much tougher. And I wouldn’t qualify for financial aid. I was devastated. I’d done everything right. I took 14 honors classes. I was 4th in my class. I was even a national champion in artistic roller skating. But none of that seemed to matter. There was a chance I couldn’t even go to college in America. I cried for the entire day, and for the rest of the year my mental health took a really bad hit. I’d wake up in the middle of the night, worried about my future. A lot of those fears didn’t come true. But it has been tough. I was waitlisted at all my top choices. I ended up getting into a good school, but I couldn’t study the arts like I wanted. I couldn’t have the social life I wanted. I’ve had to make every decision based on what gives me the best chance of staying in the country. It’s like I’m always playing a game. And if I mess up once, I’ll need to leave. For a long time I carried a lot of anger. I was jealous of my younger brother for being born here. I was mad at my parents for not telling me. But both of them were born in a village. They gave up so much to be here. They went years at a time without seeing their families. How could I be mad when they sacrificed so much? I think they were afraid of discouraging me. They were focused on me being OK in the moment, and they assumed it would all work out. The American Dream is so well marketed. And when you get here, it feels so close. Like if you just work hard, everything will fall into place. And I think that’s what they always believed for me.”

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The New Yorker Magazine - October 31, 1953. Cover by Edna Eicke.

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bogleech

Are they SURE they meant to write the word “ruined” instead of “liberated film from the stranglehold of?” Maybe their hand slipped??????????????????

bogleech

Oh some of you missed it, okay, so this movie was set to hit theaters exactly when all theaters were shut down for the quarantine and rather than delay it they took a chance at releasing it direct to home streaming from day one, the first time a major studio has ever done so, and yeah the numbers can be chalked up heavily to families stuck at home with nothing to do but they still weren’t expecting it to make 100 million dollars in just a couple weeks, especially not when the whole family just has to pay for it once instead of a bunch of tickets. It was such a STAGGERING success that it opened up discussion over whether movies actually need theaters anymore, whether the profits are only being held back by how much time, energy and money it takes for consumers to arrange a whole trip out to see a new release, and pretty much the only real conclusion being drawn is a resounding “yes, and that should have been patently obvious.” It had more studios rush to put things out for streaming and they continue to be making more money than they ever imagined, even factoring in all that collective cabin fever. It also has the Academy Awards changing their rules this year to include non-theatrical releases for the first time. Trolls World Tour might go down as one of the most important, most industry-shattering works in cinematic history, albeit not necessarily for its actual content (which is cute by the way, worth seeing).