Since I was a child, I’ve always carried with me the image of Marge stumbling across Gaear with the woodchipper. I think I stumbled across it while channel surfing. I had no understanding of the context, but it made a lasting impression—maybe it was the lack of context itself that made the impression. Years would go by before I learned that the movie was Fargo, an embarrassingly long time would pass before I understood the difference between the movie and TV series, and even more time still before I finally sat down and watched the movie.
The wait (read procrastination) was not without a satisfying resolution.