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Let’s discuss what the movie Inside Out would look like for a New Yorker. Forget protagonist Riley Anderson and forget the San Francisco backdrop. It’s just you and New York City, kid.
Joy: Joy is the emotional trump card. You wouldn’t pay mansion prices for shack amenities every month if you didn’t enjoy being here. Joy is the abundance of trains, taxis, Ubers and buses. It’s restaurant week, fashion week, book week and every other week because, New York City. It’s feeling like a boss because people from home say, “It’s nice to visit, but I could never live there.” And look at you, living.
Sadness: Sadness is seeing a homeless person lying on concrete in January or any other month, but especially January. It’s social and economic inequalities. Let me be basic. It’s also your friends moving to LA, finding out your significant other is on Tinder and waiting in line for a club you don’t want to go to, but have to because it’s your coworker’s birthday. Yes, that is sad to me.
Fear: Fear looks like Master Splinter sitting on top of your refrigerator. It’s rush hour on the subway platform after you saw House of Cards season 2. RIP Zoe Barnes. Fear is googling “how to tell if you have bed bugs.”
Anger: The “Swipe card again at this turnstile" message when you’re running late. Times Square. Elmo harassing you in Times Square. Side note: can somebody please get Elmo a new costume or a brush?
Disgust: Pizza rat. Trash day. Water falling from the sky. Not rain, but mysterious drops that hit you and no one can identify the source. Pizza rat. Pizza rat. Pizza rat. Spoiler alert. Riley adapts to her new city and even though the struggle was real for her, she now lives a more emotionally present life filled with good memories, bad memories, high rent prices and start ups everywhere. Thank you Pixar for making this movie about millennials in New York City.