Maybe it was the wine, or maybe my emotions were just askew; I’m not sure what it was, but I was a sobbing, sniffling sap last night. I watched “PS, I Love You” and I’ve got to confess; I started crying 10 minutes into the movie. Sheesh. That has NEVER, ever happened before. I’m a movie crier, no doubt about it, but 10 minutes in? No way.
“Sweet November” has always been my all time, cry-like-a-baby-until-my-chest-feels-like-it-will-implode movie. But, holy hell, I’m not sure what was up last night. I had assumed that since I’d seen the previews and knew the premise of the movie that I’d be able to handle the story line. But, oh no, it was exactly the opposite. I started crying a mere 10 minutes into the movie, and then about every 15 minutes, thereafter. Crap-o-rama, I was so stuffy and puffy that my eyes could barely focus to watch the remainder. And this morning I still have the after-crying-puffy-eyed syndrome. Geesh, you would have thought my husband died. Oh wait, I don’t have one.
I’m guessing that all you chick-flick-sappy-love-story-cry-your-eyes-out-sorta-gals will LOOOOOVE this movie. Grab some tissues (word of the wise – don’t drink too much booze beforehand, that only exacerbates the painful chest crushing sobs, which I would imagine are similar to the feeling a cat experiences whilst hacking up a hairball), and get ready to bawl your eyes out. Oh, and those of you who have seen the movie, I’d appreciate it if you could let me know what you think/what your reaction was…so I can make sure that I’m not just completely emotionally wacko. Thanks.