As You Wish…
(My friend, her husband, and I get together to watch a movie. They share their apartment with another mutual friend who looks like he could be in biker gang and tends to frown upon “cutesy” things.)
Tough Guy Friend: “What are you guys watching?”
Me: “The Princess Bride; it’s a classic!”
Tough Guy Friend: *scoffs* “Princess Bride? Sounds like a chick flick.”
(We start the movie and [Tough Guy Friend] hangs around in the same room playing a video game. “The Princess Bride” begins with a frame narrative of an older man reading a book, also titled “The Princess Bride,” to his skeptical grandchild.)
Grandchild: *in film* “Is this a kissing book?”
Tough Guy Friend: “I like that kid!”
(As the film goes on, our friend becomes less and less focused on his game. By the climactic rescue mission he is on the couch with us, fully invested in the movie, precisely mirroring the growing interest of the grandson in his grandfather’s story.)
Tough Guy Friend: “Ugh, this is so sweet I think it gave me diabetes.”
Me: “But you like the story? You’d watch it again?”
Tough Guy Friend: *pause* “Maybe.”
Grandchild: *in film* “Grandpa, maybe you could come over and read it again to me tomorrow?”
Other Friend: “[Tough Guy Friend], you don’t just like that kid; you are that kid!”
This story is included in our Princess Bride roundup!
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