There was a merry company at Benjamin’s when a mother with an infant in her arms walked in. Her husband and baby’s father welcomed them. Everybody knew everybody else, and there was much laughter. I focused on the baby’s eyes. About six months old, it looked everywhere, but people’s faces were of greatest interest. It would not look at anyone for more than a few seconds before switching to someone else. I made all sorts of faces at it, but the baby looked away each time I tried to keep its attention. My contorted face was as interesting as any other. Those darting eyes fascinated me, and I kept focusing on them. At some point, the baby’s father pulled out a mobile phone, and showed it a clip of itself. It was being pulled around a house in a small plastic cart. For the first time, the baby focused on the screen. I could not see any recognition of the baby on show, for it was too small to know how it looked. There was a lot of movement on the screen, though, and the baby’s focus held much longer than ever before. Which goes a long way toward explaining why humans like movies, and especially those with plenty of action.