Well, like, in one way, now it's there.... as a tangible thing. I mean, you can't hold a movie (in theatres) or a Broadway show in your hand. The documentary is so heartbreaking; I guess it'll make you think of stuff like that.
But... it's weird. Like, this is *actually* where it stops. Now it just sort of becomes a thing that's... there. It's quite final.
I have no idea what I'm trying to say. It's been almost a year since I got my first look at what the movie would be, and maybe that's making me contemplative.
A work of art is an invitation to love.