Fuck you, Mary Lou Retton, and all your loathsome, enabling cohorts.
I'm definitely old enough to remember the 1996 Olympics, and it took me way too long to appreciate the horrific, needless agony poor Kerri Strug was put through. Maybe I'm just a soft, cowardly, mediocre lump, but I will take having the ability to walk comfortably and normally over a gold medal any day of the week. Seriously, what if Strug had instead fallen or landed improperly and shattered her ankle beyond repair? Not winning the gold would have been the least of her problems!
This was a great documentary, almost as good as At the Heart of Gold. I liked that they interviewed Rachael Denhollander, but I was sadly unsurprised at the harassment she suffered online when the story broke. Those assholes accused her of being just a "washed up gymnast who couldn't hack it". Um, dickheads? One could meanly argue that any former gymnast, successful or otherwise, is technically washed up (hi, Mary Lou Retton!), and anyway, Rachael Denhollander is a fucking lawyer. Sounds like she's doing just fine to me.