Cheney 2018 Christmas Video

The Cheney family's 2018 Christmas video mixes home footage of kids fishing and playing with fragments of lyrical reflection. Family members Aaron, Arthur, Brookie, and Carter trade excited questions and affectionate exchanges, weaving playfulness with moments of introspection about truth and escape.
Chapters
Go! Capcom, we're go flight. Launch Control, this is Houston. We are go for launch. Darling, it's been a bug this year. I'm a man of grief, fears, and technique. Faith, puppy, tears. Trust me, darling. Trust me, darling. Fun, guys. Look me in the eyes, tell me what you see. Perfect paradise tearing at the seams. I wish I could escape it. I don't wanna fix it. Wish I could erase it. Make you half believe it. I'm a bad liar. Bad liar. Now you know. Now you know. I'm a bad liar. Bad liar. Hi! Guess what? We're gonna go fishing! And guess what? We're gonna eat the fish! Are you so excited? No or yes? Aaron, are you so excited? No? Are you excited to eat the fish? No. Who caught the frog? Broke one. That was you? Yeah, it's moving! Have you ever tried to photograph them? No, it's a bug! Really? I have to. All by yourself? I have to. The way. Turn, keep turning. We're going to the shore. I look on up to the sky. I wonder why I put a filter between beauty and my eyes. I look on up into your eyes. It's time I put down my devices and Harder, harder, hard as you can, as hard as you can, harder, come on, you have to break. There we go. Whoa, okay, all right, now stop. All right, here we go. You did it! Hi! All right, here we go again. Rush, what happened? Give a little bit, give a little bit of your love to me. What do you think, Arthur? Santa! Whoa, what do you think? Wow, Brookie, you better go give him a hug. Go give him a hug. There we go. Got it. Good. Give a little bit, give a little bit of your love to me. Give a little bit, give a little bit. Oh, I killed it, I killed it, I killed it, I killed it, I killed it, I killed it. Go! Oh my goodness! No way! No way! Oh, get up, get up, get up! Stop, stop! How many? Show me. Let's count. You want to count inside because it's cold and windy? Let's do it. Let's do it at the carton. Do we have any cartons? All right, let's go find them. Come on. In the corner of the room, there's a window with a view. Now, everywhere I go, everyone I know. Now, Daddy, stop. Are you tired? Yeah. You want to keep going? Ladies and gents, this is the moment you've waited for. You've been searching in the dark, sweat soaking through the floor. And buried in your bones, there's an ache that you can't ignore. Taking your breath, stealing your mind, and all that was real is left behind. Don't fight it, it's coming for you, running at you. It's only this moment, don't care what comes after. Your fever dream, can't you see, getting closer. Just surrender 'cause you feel the feeling taking over. It's fire, it's freedom, it's flooding open. It's the preacher and the pulpit and you find devotion. There's something breaking at the breaker, very well, there's hope in all that you know. Tell me, do you wanna go? Where we're covered in all the colors and lights. Where the runaway is alive at night. Impossible comes true, it's taking over you. It's this mystic whisper in the wind. What do I do when all I see don't make much difference to me? What do I do when I swear I heard the call of a wind-up bird? Hey dude. Okay, Carter, you ready? Yeah. Here we go. Here we go. Woo! The bullshit.










