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Hi, my name is Dr. Jacob N. Rapp. I was sitting down one Sunday evening with my children and wife after church had succeeded for the day, when we found our selves with a lack of inspiration for the remainder of our time before slumber. One of my children mentioned that Dequavus Olatonday, his "dark" friend from class, had recently stumbled upon a interesting film from the late 1900s. With our lack of energy, and now pressing curiosity, we felt it only justified to give it a chance. Mac and Me. After viewing this film about 3 times in total, once for enjoyment, another for in-depth analysis, and finally another to meditate on. We just can't possibly describe the exhilarating gumption that is provided to the viewer when watching this masterpiece of cinematography. With the ups and downs of constant excitement and trepidation, the viewer is left on the edge of their seat. For example, the jarring wheel chair scare. In the wheel chair scene, Eric's wheelchair brake stops working as hes rolling down a hill toward a cliff. Due to the the laws of physics, Eric is launched off the cliff along with his wheelchair into the ravine below. My family and I were left speechless. Not only would this cinematic expression make any viewer feel quite aghast. But due to our own sons disabilities, this one really hit home. My son has stage 3 Mystranasocid Quintodia, which means his brain has a difficult time trying to control his body movements. He is usually required to be restrained to a straight jacket and wheel chair. Despite consistent injections of Tricoxigan (the drug famously used to cure a young woman's homophonomic obsessions in the late 1850's). Anyway, its quite hard to see a loved one restrained to such conditions, and the way the main character portrays his role as a paraplegic young boy was quite moving for us and our son. Not only is Eric (the main character) displayed as a witty and intelligent boy always coming up with various schemes and schematics to ensure success in troubling situations, but he is also shown as a physically strong individual as well. While his legs are left unusable, his arms are quite strong and masculine. You see him countless times zipping around cars, rolling down hills, and ultimately living his life to the fullest despite his set backs. But of course, his adventure wouldn't have been what It had without his faithful companion Debbie. Debbie is the girl next door. She seems to have a strong association with Native American culture, despite being the most Caucasian person in the film. This association is shown in many ways throughout the screening. It is first introduced near the start of the film when she is seen living in a tee-pee on her front lawn. The movie leaves the reasoning for this unknown but after consideration we are left to assume she was most likely kicked out of her house for some duration of time and had to live off the land. Her Native American "roots" are also presented when she enters Eric's house uninvited via the window. This clearly shows her belief that land cant be owned by a white male but only by the moon spirit "Karnataka". In conclusion, I can't possible begin to explain the impact this movie has had on my family and I. I can only pray that you have a similar experience. Sincerely, Dr. Jacob N. Rapp