Erskine Captures the Essence of Dadhood
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As a parent of two, I had a good chuckle while reading Chris Erskine’s column about his fatherly efforts to protect his son from gratuitous movie nudity (“Boy Misses Out on a Real Eye-Opener,” March 18).
Like Erskine, I too wrestled with the dilemma of taking my children to see “Titanic.” Few films of late have pushed the boundaries of the ever-pliable PG-13 rating as much as this one.
Eventually, I agreed--reluctantly--to let my older son see the film. As for my daughter . . . well, maybe I’ll let her catch it on the disaster’s upcoming centennial anniversary in 2012.
On a more serious note, Chris Erskine’s columns make me smile and, on occasion, even make me laugh. His writing perfectly illustrates the magic, myth, mystery and mayhem that is fatherhood in the 1990s.
And that is no small talent.
GREGG MILLETT
Westminster
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