To my way of thinking, about the only trigger warning that should exist when it comes to books, plays, music and films is an actual Trigger Warning when you are about to watch yet another mid-20th century Western starring Roy Rogers and his palomino.
I don’t have any particular gripe with mid-20th century American cinema. Some films from that era – “The Best Years of Our Lives” (1946), “Black Narcissus” (1947), “All About Eve” (1950), and “Marty” (1955) – are remarkable.
But they are remarkable precisely because they tackle difficult themes, including war, disability, sex, colonialism, religion, jealousy, aging, loneliness, and the strains that life places upon even strong friendships.
The same can be said for great novels, poems, art, theater, and music of any genre. You don’t leave much of a mark if you play it safe.
Unfortunately, playing it safe is what some young people today seem to want when it comes to culture.
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