Maybe I'm a very callus person. I dunno...it's possible. 9-11 never had any emotional impact on me. I always figured that it was because I'm simply not capable of comprehending something on that scale....and it's quite possible that's the case. Today's the first time I actually cried over something '9-11-related'...and oddly, it was a movie that had only had something to do with it for a moment.
I just finished watching Remember Me. The funny thing...I *knew* how the movie ended before watching it...which is probably why it took a good 10 attempts to finally get through the whole thing - it's tough to get in the mood for a sad movie. I just thought it was going to end with a different kind of death entirely. I was betting on something tragic, yet more self-serving. The movie wasn't amazing... and the very last scene totally should have been cut... but there were some beautiful moments throughout...particularly near the end. The 9-11 bit...seriously just a few minutes of the movie...caught me totally off-guard but was just so perfect an end.
I really want to write more right now... but because Oliver ate a graham cracker over the keyboard at some point today, half of my keys aren't working right. I sorta want to vacuum the laptop.
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