I love the movie Garden State and today I finally found a copy of the dvd to buy. I was watching it this afternoon and my parents and my sister kept making fun of it and asking "what the hell kind of pot smoking movie" it was.

This from my dad who loves Steven Segal type stuff, my sister who can recite Napoleon Dynamite forward and backward, and my mom who would watch those HGTV Trading Spaces shows all day every day.

They were in the kitchen being as loud and rude as they could. I should have yanked it out of the dvd player in the living room and watched it downstairs on my laptop.

They just don't get it. There are so many fantastic layers of symbolism woven into it, but they are oblivious. I think it's fabulous and I love it. I'm a huge fan of Zach Braff. He rocks.