But what is Die Hard really? It’s a human story. It works so well — and holds up — because it excels at what we want movies to do. That is, it tells a story we can relate to, and it does it with style. Movies are the way we talk about who we are and who we wish we were, and the best ones always find a way to make us sit up and take notice of something that holds up a mirror to the world we’re going to face when the lights come up and we file out to the parking lot. These moments can happen in any genre or era; all that matters is that they happen.
A cultural consensus does not have to form that whatever you just fucking love is, indeed worthy of being fucking loved. It can just be your thing, or something you share with people who share your intense passions. Don’t let someone else’s criticism or cynicism keep you from experiencing the joy that is the real point of existence. If you see an article arguing, “Hey, you know that thing you fucking love? Well, it’s not that great, here’s why” fuck that noise. The online media will try its damnedest to convince you that you are foolish, or at the very least, irrational, to just fucking love what you love the way you just fucking love it. Don’t let them diminish your joy. In this world, you need to steal joy wherever you can.