Me: Dear, can we go to the movies this weekend? There’s a movie coming out Friday I want to see.
Husband: Sure. What is it?
He agrees even before asking what it is. More zsa zsa zu .
Today we went to see About TIME. The movie is two hours long. After the first hour we were looking at each other and silently giggling. We picked a bad one. After certain scenes my husband did his “rather poke a fork in my eye” motion. Fifteen more minutes and we were laughing silently so hard because this movie just went on and on repeating the same scenarios over and over, with minimal humor. We didn’t have to speak. We both have been here before.
Then we grew strangely silent. We focused on the screen. The story took a left turn and suddenly we were motionless. My husband whispered, “Wow.” I was crying. The last half hour makes it a great movie.
Yes, the actors were exactly right and delivered the lines precisely, but it was the writing that grabs you. A surprise story. Don’t miss this one. Also, try to enjoy the first hour more than we did, with a better attitude. If I could see it again, I’d do it with a different perspective. In fact, it’s probably the only movie I’d ever see twice (I just don’t do that.)
And so, as another day goes by, the only other movie that smacked me hard at the end was Pay It Forward (I just didn’t expect the kid to die), this one comes close – we had to stay seated so I wouldn’t walk out an emotional mess, and… I have written.
* Special note to my sister and brothers – SEE THIS MOVIE! Trailer
You convinced me!!