Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon

I saw it for the first time in the theater, in the winter of 2000/2001.  I’d never seen anything like it.  The mixologist and I were both having trouble with boys at that point.  It was a beautiful night, clear and cold, and I had yet to figure out that the loss of the close friendship with the mixologist would rival any loss since.  But the distance hadn’t infiltrated the relationship yet, and ignorance is bliss.

I’m watching it again tonight, mostly for background noise, I suppose.  But also because I love the music, and the visuals.  It is a beautifully executed movie, and about as comforting as macaroni and cheese from a box.  Or Taco Bell.  Except much more aesthetically stimulating. 

I couldn’t possibly give it a fair review if I tried. 

And love like this:  I would rather be a ghost drifting by your side as a condemned soul than enter heaven without you…  Yes, love me like that.  If you can.

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Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon

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