I watched the movie Rocky again this past week. I love Rocky. I’m not much of a Sylvester Stallone fan. I don’t care for boxing. I don’t really like any of the other Rocky movies and I think Rocky would be better today without them, but I LOVE Rocky.
Rocky was the first non-children’s movie that I ever saw. After debating if it was appropriate or not for me to see it, my parents agreed I could see it and my dad took me. I was ten years old. I loved it! My dad had to explain to me what Tony Gazzo was and what exactly Rocky did for him. He also had to explain the ending to me. Continue reading “The Spiritual Practice of Movie Watching: ROCKY”