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Well, I Survived...
Jul. 15th, 2011 02:59 amActually, I did better than survive. I had worked myself into such a state that I didn't shed a tear.
Not one.
Now, beforehand, listening to the soundtrack, I bawled my eyes out, and this entire week, I've been approaching this like a root canal. But in the theatre, surrounded by strangers, I couldn't give vent to my grief. I couldn't do it.
Kela cried like a baby.
But I loved it, and enjoyed every minute of it, and was touched unbearably. It delivered. Oh, yes, it did.
I won't say more than that. I thought it was marvelous, and I look forward to the day it comes out in DVD, and I can sit in my own little room in my own little chair, and properly enjoy it. Away from the eyes of strangers. Then I'll cry.
Not one.
Now, beforehand, listening to the soundtrack, I bawled my eyes out, and this entire week, I've been approaching this like a root canal. But in the theatre, surrounded by strangers, I couldn't give vent to my grief. I couldn't do it.
Kela cried like a baby.
But I loved it, and enjoyed every minute of it, and was touched unbearably. It delivered. Oh, yes, it did.
I won't say more than that. I thought it was marvelous, and I look forward to the day it comes out in DVD, and I can sit in my own little room in my own little chair, and properly enjoy it. Away from the eyes of strangers. Then I'll cry.
