In memory of the great Catherine O'Hara, I think it's tragically beautiful & poetic that her final scene in a live-action narrative film was her riding the Soul Train at the end of BEETLEJUICE BEETLEJUICE. A perfect farewell. Rest in peace, Catherine. See you at the Great Beyond.
“why does representation matter? they’re shoving [insert minority] in our face!”
this is why. this may be a fictional scene, but the impact is real. two scared men who see a hockey player just like them kiss a man, and helps them be brave themselves