I dreamt last night that I went to see Finding Dory. I bought my popcorn and drink, sat in my seat, the lights came down…and then I woke up. Seriously, all animated films are out of my life for the rest of my life. Corporate-branded heroin for the family audience. I don’t care how good they are, and by saying that I’m obviously recognizing that most of them are. The experience that convinced me to kick animated films permanently was catching Patrick Osborne and Kristina Reed‘s Feast at the Savannah Film Festival in October 2014.