The film Click always makes me cry. You know, the comedy where Adam Sandler has a magic tv remote? I’m not gonna go into too much detail on which scene; spoiler tags don’t seem to work on my Lemmy reader, so I won’t know if I’m doing it right. I’m just going to say it’s the scene where he has an important message to deliver to his son. Gets me every time.
My wife and I have discussed contingency plans for what to do if there’s an afterlife. If one of us ends up in a good place and the other in a bad place, we’re both determined to do whatever is necessary to meet in ideally a middle place or whichever place will take both of us otherwise. If we become spirits that walk the earth unseen by mortals, we’ll meet in the desert where we had our wedding. If we are forced to reincarnate, we will attempt to bargain to reincarnate as the same species within a small enough geographical distance that we can likely meet again.
Wii didn’t have a streaming device. Wii U was a sequel console, and the controller was that stupid tablet thing. It connected to the console via Bluetooth, you could only have one connected at a time, and they didn’t sell replacements separately, so if you broke the stupid thing, you had to mail it to Nintendo and wait a month for them to fix it.