Gentle Readers . . . and Maxwell,
I'm giving you one movie today instead of two because this movie touched me so deeply. It's called Jeff, Who Lives At Home.
After receiving a wrong number phone call for someone named Kevin, Jeff reluctantly leaves behind his bong to run an errand for Sharon. Jeff follows someone named Kevin because Jeff believes it's a sign, which leads Jeff to an encounter with his brother Pat (Ed Helms).
I thought about turning off this movie after about 10 minutes. The next 10 minutes were even worse. Jeff, Who Lives At Home appeared to be the kind of crazy physical comedy that I don't really like.
But I had ordered the movie from Netflix, and I'm too tight with a buck not to watch a movie I've paid to see. So Jeff didn't get turned off.
Boy, am I ever glad I'm cheap.
Jeff turned out to be a movie about my favorite theme: the interconnectedness of humankind. Loves are lost and found; lives are lost and regained; a slacker becomes the conduit for good.
I wish I could express to you exactly how good this movie made me feel. I guess all I can say is that I went to bed that night with a deep feeling of contentment and knowing that God is good. His grace and mercy really do surpass all understanding. Everything happens for a reason.
This movie reinforced and gave words and visuals to my most deeply held beliefs.
Jeff, Who Lives At Home has the Highest Janie Junebug Seal of Approval.
Infinities of love,
Janie L. Junebug