I watched P.S. I love You tonight and completely forgot how amazingly wonderful and yet horribly sad that movie is. And how I swoon every time during that scene of the flashback to how they met. Aaand how I cry every time I watch that scene at the end where Hillary Swank’s character realizes she is actually, completely alone.
Gets me every single time.
And I wish I was in Ireland right now.
And I really love The Legend of Bagger Vance. One of my favorite Matt Damon movies of all time.
In other movie news I have been thinking about that movie Trainspotting alot lately, please don’t ask me why, and someone mentioned it on a show I watch. I thought to myself, “Hmm. I should watch it again.” Then I remembered how much it disturbed me the first time I saw it. Part of me wants to watch it to see if my outlook on the whole movie would be different, and the other part that was seriously desturbed wants to keep that drawer shut nice and tight.