I just finished watching “Iris”, a little film about Iris Murdoch. I didn’t, and still don’t, know much about her. There’s so much attention paid to the beginning and end of love, but almost none to the middle. The movie was set at both the beginning of the beginning and the beginning of the end of Iris’ and her husband’s love.. It ended with the end of the beginning and the end of the end. Why is it that we are so fascinated with beginnings and ends of just about everything, but seem to care so little about middles? It…