I finally saw Brokeback Mountain last night. I was really blown away by it. I think it surpasses Me, You and Everyone We Know as my favorite film of the year. It was lyrical in the way that Raymond Carver can be at his best--saying so much with so few words--giving voice to the mute repression in rural and working America. J, P, and I bawled like little babies in the movie theater and I cried again today thinking about that conversation between Jack's wife and Ennis--when she purses her lips and her eyes well up a little or that scene between Jack and Ennis when Ennis says, "If you can't fix it, you gotta stand it."
Heartbreaking.
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