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Like probably thousands and thousands of people have done in the past few days, last night we pulled Brokeback Mountain off the shelves for a rewatch.
We've only seen it once - we bought the DVD as soon as it came out, but haven't watched it again since them. What an extraordinary film - even more poignant on a second viewing, I think. There wasn't a single scene out of place, and every actor gave an astonishingly subtle performance. And the scenery - I've long hankered to go and see the big skies of cowboy country, but I doubt I ever will now.
I still wept at the scene in Jack's parents' house - so clean and scrubbed and poor, with the unsaid acknowledgement of what had been, and might have been. And I still howled when Ennis opened the cupboard door. Film making at its best, I think.
We've only seen it once - we bought the DVD as soon as it came out, but haven't watched it again since them. What an extraordinary film - even more poignant on a second viewing, I think. There wasn't a single scene out of place, and every actor gave an astonishingly subtle performance. And the scenery - I've long hankered to go and see the big skies of cowboy country, but I doubt I ever will now.
I still wept at the scene in Jack's parents' house - so clean and scrubbed and poor, with the unsaid acknowledgement of what had been, and might have been. And I still howled when Ennis opened the cupboard door. Film making at its best, I think.