So I got it on with lappie and a bag of chewy chocolate chip cookies yesterday and had my Annual Movie Marathon from late afternoon until midnight. Last year I watched the complete series of Angels in America, and Home at the End of the World. Yesterday, it was Lola + Bilidikid, Blue Citrus Hearts, and Torch Song Trilogy.
Suffice it to say I'm still feeling quite... raw from the emotional roller coaster ride watching the three movies gave me. But it was Valentine's after all. We have license to be reckless with our emotions and no one will question it, as opposed to any other day. Although I am, however, more inclined to believing a friend who said "we should celebrate love any day, for no particular reason -- not just for one day and because the whole world tells us to."
He's right of course. And, like a small candle within a cold, dark room, I hope that once in a while, people see that wee flicker of what we once want -- what we now have forgotten -- even just for a little while. Because like in the three movies I have just seen, a little while of love makes a world of difference to whole lot of lives.
