Fine Then

I feel better about my reaction to the movie now (the next afternoon), since it's become evident that the impact of it is, in fact, more melancholy than sobby-sad. Last night, I spent two hours curled up on the couch, having self-prescribed an hour each of House and Law & Order to clear my system of emotionally charged Rocky Mountain landscapes. It worked for a while, but I still woke up feeling vaguely unhappy about something. Oh, Ennis and Jack, why couldn't you two crazy cowboys work it out?