i saw it today and it is so so beautiful and sad and made me cry. movies never make me cry. except for philadelphia, i always bawl my eyes out in that one. must be something about gay men.
it also causes me actual pain to watch movies about the sixties because i love them so much and it is a constant reminder that i was 30 years too late.
oh well, next term when it's casual clothes i'm planning on having a "sixties tuesday" where i will inexplicably wear my hair in a beehive and dress like jackie o and confuse everyone. because hey, if you can't really live in the sixties, you can at least pretend to once in a while.