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We finally got to see it last night. I managed not to weep at all until Gandalf had his scene with Pippen, telling him what it was like to die. I then wept on and off all throughout the rest, finally losing it complete when the Annie Lennox song came on at the end. I was literally unable to listen to it without breaking down completely.
While the movie was a masterpiece and I will now gladly stand in line and pay money for the autographs of every damn person who was in the film (something I could never bring myself to do before), it wasn't just the movie that got to me. It also managed to bypass all those little walls I'd set up around feeling hopeless and that I'm losing everything I love, etc. I cried for two damn hours straight after leaving the movie theatre. Suck.
I love it, but I don't think I'll be seeing it again any time very soon. I don't think my heart could stand it.
While the movie was a masterpiece and I will now gladly stand in line and pay money for the autographs of every damn person who was in the film (something I could never bring myself to do before), it wasn't just the movie that got to me. It also managed to bypass all those little walls I'd set up around feeling hopeless and that I'm losing everything I love, etc. I cried for two damn hours straight after leaving the movie theatre. Suck.
I love it, but I don't think I'll be seeing it again any time very soon. I don't think my heart could stand it.
