Last night, I watched a movie that drove me to tears with it’s questions about faith, family, morality, life, death, survival, and what it means to be a man. Ultimately, the answers I felt the movie presented were simple: Embrace death. It is coming, and it will be lonely and extremely painful. There is some satisfaction in the struggle to remain alive, but it is pointless. Death will be horrific and yet peaceful, and no one will care, not even you. Embrace death, expect it, and welcome it.
This is also a movie that features Liam Neeson punching a wolf in the face with broken liquor bottles taped to his hand, like a hobo Wolverine. I watched The Grey and it was kind of an amazing and heartbreaking horror movie.