Tears, ya'll. Just tears. It's a fabulous movie, heartbreaking and gorgeous...but there is absolutely no light at the end of this tunnel. None at all, or at least none I can see.
What happens to Ennis? Does he just go on staring at Jack's shirt and bloodied jacket for the rest of his life?
I may not have cried like I thought I would, but I wish I could. I feel like someone took an icecream scooper and scooped out my soul. No joke.
Great acting, though. Everyone was awesome, but I think Heath Ledger deserves some award. He just went totally beyond my expectations. Jake Gylenhaal, of course, was great. But I didn't expect Heath Ledger to be so...perfect.
Their wives were great, too. Anne Hathaway and...I forget the other's name. Tragic, really. Nobody survived this story unscathed. Nobody.
And Jake being killed is so hard to believe. When they showed that terrible sequence of him being murdered, I couldn't believe it. And the fact that he and Ennis left their relationship in a horrible fight, that that's the last time they saw each other...It kills me.
And another burning question: Was Jake's love for Ennis real, or was it just another fix? Was he just mad about not seeing Ennis for a while when Ennis would have to work, or was it just because he wouldn't get to satisfy his craving? Ennis never slept with another man, but then again, he didn't see much of anyone at all besides Jake. Jake was so awful to me, sometimes. So messed up, so dysfunctional. But I just can't let myself believe that all Ennis was to him was another 'high-altitude fuck'. I think if I did, I'd stay in bed for a week.
Music wa good, too. Very appropriate.
I'm glad this movie wasn't political. It was just a tragic love story. A simple one, too.
I'm gonna go cry a river, now.