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A Man Called Otto isn’t essential, but it is moving more often than not

CW: Discussion of suicide ahead While it’s always good to see Tom Hanks in anything, A Man Called Otto can’t help but feel, on the surface, like a strange and even downright unwelcome visitor. A remake of the Swedish film A Man Called Ove, itself an adaptation of the famous novel of the same name by Fredrik Backman, A Man Called Otto belongs to that treacherous subgenre of English-language remakes of foreign-language movies. For every The Departed, a proper way of translating an international film to a quality standalone motion picture, we get a dozen or so of these kinds of remakes that add nothing to the films they’re adapting. They merely feel like ways to cash in on familiar brand names, regurgitate stories told better elsewhere, and quietly reinforce the idea that the only movies worth watching are the ones told in English.

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• CLUBS AND ORGANIZATIONS •

The December meeting of Lake Texoma Chapter 1290 of the National Active and Retired Federal Employees was held at Golden Corral in Sherman followed by a luncheon for members and guests. Installation of officers for the coming year was conducted by Executive Vice President of the Texas Federation Johnny Ortiz.

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Moments with the Minister: Something

This past weekend, many of us wrote a list of New Year’s resolutions, which will soon be postponed, abandoned, or forgotten. As it was this past year, we had good intentions; but, like the seed broadcast in not-so-good soil (see Mark 4:14-29), the commitments may lack depth, or the resolutions will be suppressed by distractions. We already had a list of rules that are impossible to keep- the Ten Commandments of Exodus 20. We’re only human; so, maybe living Christ-like is not to be. Or, is it?

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SGLY: Peace and joy

There is a tipping point when you realize you have lived more of your life than you have left to live. Instead of a “tipping point,” some would argue it feels more like a “tripping point.” Feet begin to shuffle as well as memories. Daily tasks require more concerted effort, and spontaneity sputters like an engine running out of gas. We look in the mirror and see a vintage model — not in the condition we would prefer.

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