The chills of the forest chase, the endearment of Elliott teaching E.T., the thrill of the bicycle flight, mourning the death of E.T., the excitement of the final bike chase, the sorrow at the final goodbyes—it’s all there and it works like a charm.

It’s a strange experience to see an object that is so familiar and so intimate presented in public as something extra­or­dinary and exceptional.

You can learn things from reading The Unbearable Lightness of Being that you would never glean from any scien­tific tractate. And you can see things through the Hubble telescope that no amount of poetry could ever disclose.