Okjattcom Hollywood never promised salvation. It offered instead the steadier thing—attention shaped into sentences, curiosity that could be generous or cruel, and the occasional, luminous insistence that beneath the glare, people were still making art. When it was at its best, it taught the audience how to look; when it was at its loudest, it reminded them how easy it was to be distracted. Either way, it kept the conversation alive, and in Hollywood that counts for something close to survival.