The screening of my husband’s documentary “Light in the Water” was shown at the AMC Sunset five theater last Monday night. My previous viewings were an almost complete version a year ago and a truncated LOGO presentation. This outing was clearly a final pristine cut that has been traveling the festival route despite a television broadcast. The spiritual comradery of the team members is striking in its simplicity. The family glue that resonates creates a religious master class. The gush of tears as we witness the emotional and physical obstacles makes for a cathartic rebirth. This is flawless filmmaking, edited with precision, and a fully satisfying story encompassing gay history during the last forty years. Swimming uses the entire body and mind. I imaginethe act of swimming can sublimate the horrors of the world. The movie is a refreshing reboot of the soul.