Tania and I went to see "Brokeback Mountain" on Saturday, and I must confess that I was in no way prepared for the emotional knock-out that it delivered. I'm not even sure what to write about it. We were both completely emotionally drained when we left. We — and everyone around us — spent that last 20 minutes or so in tears that were impossible to stem.
Despite what some are saying, this movie is not about "gay sex." It is about love. An incredibly powerful love, over the course of 20-30 years (the timeframe is a little fuzzy).
Heath Ledger was incredible in his part. He did a fantastic job of portraying the impulsiveness, the isolation, the underlying guilt and anger, the longing, and the excitement of true love.
This is one the best movies I have ever seen, and I still am haunted by it. I am literally speechless, which those of you who know me know is a rare occurance, indeed.