So Elisa and I went to go see Brokeback Mountain this past weekend. It was at one of my favorite nearby theaters (well, now nearby since we're not in the middle of BFE). It's a fine cowboy movie. Once I saw coyotes I was really hoping to see some coyotes go to heaven. Tails. All I got were tails.

I could have dealt with a little bit of romance. All the relationships in the story seemed so doomed and broken, except maybe the relationship Ennis has with his daughter... mostly thanks to his daughter.

When I was younger, I liked my films dark and full of angst about the human condition. After having lived a few more years on this earth and getting to experience my own darkest moments of the soul, I don't seek out films about other people's failings near as much. So, I can't imagine standing to see Brokeback a second time.

Same thing with Capote. I enjoyed it (a lot more than Brokeback) but there wasn't anything rewarding in seeing it other than to appreciate the experience.