A few hours ago I finally went to see Brokeback Mountain.
Damn! My emotions are so raw. I feel elated, angry, sad, enthralled and lusting. But above all of that I am RAW. And I have been to Brokeback Mountain. And I have been both Ennis Del Mar and Jack Twist.
I cannot even really put my thoughts into words. I have not been so "opened up" by a movie in years, maybe since "the kiss" in Making Love.
My tears are not for Jack and Ennis, I do realize that they are fictional characters in a movie scrips and in a short story.
My tears are for me
And my tears are for the child in me.
And my tears are for my nieces.
And my tears are for us all.