“I was there,” you say, with a far-off look in your eyes. “I saw it.”
“Grandparent,” they say (the gender-neutral term, because gender is no longer considered real). “What was it like?”
“It was like nothing I’d ever seen before,” you say, rocking back and forth.
As their parents look on anxiously, the kids leave for the midnight showing of the greatest cult classic film since The Rocky Horror Picture Show: Tom Hooper’s visionary, warped, dreamlike rendition of the Andrew Lloyd Webber musical Cats.