I'm a masochist.
Yes, I am.
Why? Last night I went to see Brokeback again.
With my mom. *lol*
No, OK, I actually enjoyed seeing it with her (even though I swear my temperature went up at least 3° during one particular scene) and, well, I don't expect my mom to become as 'gay-friendly'/accepting as I am all of a sudden, obviously, but I'm really glad she loved the movie. She made such an enthusiastic 'review' of it that she made even my grandma want to see it.
Which caused a pretty eloquent facial expression on my part: 0_0. But I don't think she'll actually watch it...
*relieved breath*
As for the movie itself, it was a different 'experience' in that this time some parts of the movie amused me when they definitely hadn't the first time, though it kind of surprised me when people freaking laughed during some of the most dramatic and serious scenes.
That said, I guess I'm giving up on figuring out how I feel about it because I'm still confused and conflicted. I can only hope I'll have a clearer perspective when I read the book again and I can actually make certain comparisons.
Speaking of movies, this morning I decided to watch "Schindler's List" (yeah, sue me but I'd never had the chance to see it all before. *blush*).
I think I've caused myself a cold by crying so much. >.<
But it was definitely worth that and the nightmares I'm probably going to have for days, as I usually do every time I watch/read something WW2-related.
Did I mention I'm a masochist??
And, because apparently this was supposed to be 'Most Productive Day', *g* I finally found the time and mood to watch a movie I'd been meaning to see for months: "Velvet Goldmine".
Like for BBM, I felt like something was missing (probably even more than in BBM), but I liked it and...will anyone, please, send me Christian Bale, Jonathan Rhys-Meyers and Ewan McGregor all wrapped up in a red bow for my birthday?!
If that's asking too much I'll settle for Christian alone. Kthx. *g*