My mom first made me watch this movie in order to understand the relationships between her older sister, her younger brother, my grandmother, grandfather and my dad. I lived in a world where I truly believed that my grandmother did not have an ounce of ice in her bones. Apparently I was completely wrong. As much as I love “The Mary Tyler Moore Show”, I can not get over this ice princess she played, and how heartless and cruel she was. As time went on in our family, I began to see the direct correlation between my mom’s side of the family and this movie. Then I understood why when I rented the movie, my grandmother wanted nothing to do with it. She died almost two years ago, and even though some harbor ill feelings for her, I have to keep the good. It’s in everyone.