Good Will Hunting is more than just the sum of its parts.
For an “indie” film, it is widely recognized, and generally — I think — thought of with fondness. For a film that admittedly flirts with mediocrity, it resonates for those of us who were young adults in the late nineties. References to the film, over a decade after its release, pepper my peer group’s daily interactions, almost unconsciously.
So. Just what is it that makes Good Will Hunting so different, so appealing?
Welcome to BlogWillHunting, wherein a collective of Bostonian and Canterbridgian twenty-somethings embark, today, on a discussion of Matt and Ben’s great dissertation. It is the story of a young man in Boston — a man among friends — knocking back some beers, sitting on a winning lottery ticket, and seeing about a girl.
Join us, won’t you?