January 8th, 2006

Asta 2

Brokeback Mountain

I saw Brokeback Mountain this afternoon and I cannot stop thinking about it. Given the accolades the film has already received by the critics, awards groups, the press, and fellow LJers you probably don't need me to tell you to go see it. It's just such an amazing, beautiful, and tragic love story. And it made me realize that character studies are a dying art in Hollywood. I've always said that what sucks me into a TV series are the characters and it's the same with film. If I don't care about the people, I don't care how well plotted, written, or acted something is. And my heart just ached for these two, especially Ennis, who I really wanted to reach up to the screen and shake some sense into.

Another lost art in Hollywood is the magic of silence. The silences between Ennis and Jack told you as much, if not more, about them than any words they spoke to each other. And I rarely ever cry at the movies, but even now, as I think about the ending, I am getting tears in my eyes. Collapse )

After the film, lunch, and a late Xmas gift exchange, I headed over to my mother's to borrow her suitcase and tell her about the movie. She wants to see it, but I had already promised to go with my friend and she was willing to wait until I would presumably go see it again. Collapse )

Look I have icons! And I deleted some BSG ones to make room for them! :)