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And on willing suspension of disbelief: I've been watching Ratatouille. Trying to watch it. And I'm having trouble. Maybe it's because I've had to interrupt my watching a couple of times for phone calls. Maybe I'm in the wrong mood for it. But every time I start losing myself in the movie, one thought keeps coming back to me: he's a rat. There's a rat running through this restaurant. They're serving people food that a rat has been walking on. He's got a rat on his head. Yuck!
Maybe I'll bag watching Ratatouille for now and start over when I'm in a different mood. But I'm wondering: am I the only one to have this reaction to what's generally considered a popular and charming movie? Are there movies--or books--you can't watch or read because of something like my ratophobia?