I react very emotionally to a lot of things. But, I've never cried at a movie. I've cried at a few shows. Never movies. But the first time I saw the trailer, I sobbed. I cried like a baby for at least an hour. And you know what? Three months later, if you ask me why I cried, I still can't even tell you why. I think that after how difficult it was for me to be okay with the movie, it just made me so happy to see something that was so, so beautiful... and that felt so right. This sounds silly, but this entire process of watching this movie come into being as much as I've been able to has brought so much into my life. It's done a lot for how I feel about the show, obviously. They're not sad tears. I don't think they ever were. It's just sort of this wall of emotion that's how I feel about the piece. And seeing it in a new way, working... that's just really, really beautiful.
I wish I could explain why, but I know I'll cry through the entire movie. I wish I could put it in terms that were more useful than 'it's so beautiful,' but I can't. It's just... it's here. It's finally, finally here. And maybe it's all so incredible that I can't do anything but cry. It's one of the strongest decidedly emotional responses we have.
A work of art is an invitation to love.
Updated On: 11/6/05 at 01:05 AM