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Sometime in 1984 in Atlanta, my then-dating parents rented and watched Close Encounters of the Third Kind, Steven Spielberg’s first alien movie, and if you’ve never seen it, then I’m about to spoil it for you.

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I just watched Close Encounters of the Third Kind for the first time in over 30 years with my son of seven. Throughout the film, as is his way, the boy kept leaping to conclusions of what would happen next: the army guys are gonna try to kill that guy; the army guys are gonna try and kill the aliens; the aliens are gonna try and kill the army.