In light of the holiday that just passed (and the fact that they seem to play it a lot on A&E for no discernible reason), I'd like to discuss that American classic, that most patriotic of films:
I saw Independence Day with my parents the summer it came out. And it was awesome. So awesome.
Seeing the movie was "a heart-pounding thrill ride" (something I'm sure it said on the poster or a review somewhere).
It was funny. "Welcome to Earth!"
It was scary. The alien autopsy scene scared the life out of me.
It was patriotic. That speech by President Bill Pullman was the best. I was ready to fly a fighter jet and I was only 10.
And America won the day in the end. The aliens were defeated through the power of Morse code and Jeff Goldblum and Will Smith being cool.
Around this same time, my dad was moving to Washington D.C. and we were maybe at some point going to move with him (didn't end up happening, but that's another story). So sometime after seeing the movie, my dad went to D.C. and I missed him a lot. And it brought up a lot of questions about how our life would work and what was going to happen. But it also brought up some weird ones.
I don't know what made me ask this question (maybe the movie was on), but I asked my mom, "If aliens like in Independence Day settled over Washington D.C., would Dad know to get out in time?"
"Yes, of course," replied Mom.
"Would he come back here?"
"Would we be safe if aliens settled over Detroit?"
"Yes, we're far enough from Detroit that we'd be safe."
"Ok, good to know."
It was reassuring that if aliens settled over Detroit, we were well outside the blast zone. Some people have zombie apocalypse plans, I had an alien invasion plan when I was only 10. And what a relief that in the unlikely event aliens settled over D.C., my dad would be safe on the highway before we learned that they do not come in peace.