Revisiting the Untitled Rodent Project

I saw it again.
Gasp.

And I discovered the one minute-thirty long bit that changes a whole lot of the movie.

Its not as sweet anymore.

That one minute-thirty second part was when Remy let the entire rat colony into the kitchen to raid the fridge. Linguini had realized he shouldn't have gotten mad at the rat for wanting Linguini to say that the great cooking wasn't "just in my blood, I guess" but was really from a little chef who pulls on his hair like stings attached to a marionette. But because Remy had decided to retaliate and raid the fridge, their relationship got worse. Linguini got mad at Remy for stealing, and Remy got offended that he had been told that he was doing something wrong.

Sure, it all worked out in the end, but that change the whole perception.

I suddenly can identify more with Linguini. How many times have I gotten mad at someone for something that wasn't major, and been ready to make up, only to find out they've done something twice as bad to me?

I can also suddenly identify better with Remy. How often has someone forgotten about me when they suddenly got good at something? How many times have I looked for a way to retaliate before either of us had time to cool off?

Speaking of cooling off, my grandmother just died. Do not expect too much updating during the next week.

~Dresden