Maybe it was Woodstock, maybe it was the converted barn we were watching the screening in, and most likely it was the amazing film that was Lennonnyc, and maybe the culmination of all the work we'd done to get to this point, but I lost it. cried and cried and became a nuisance to the people next to me. This film was so touching, such an intimate portrayal of a complicated love relationship. Of course they talked about "The Lost Weekend" in LA, and his death, but most of this film was about a man in love and what happened when he lost her. And what happened when he fell into the joys of fatherhood. Looking around the theater and seeing many 50 - 60 somethings (the woman in front of me was playing with the back of her husbands hair, it just struck a cord with me, and how no matter what else is going on in your life, career, success, failure, it sort of means nothing if you don't have someone to share it with.
It was so moving and the director was down to earth and led a great q and a. if this film is any indication of how the rest of the woodstock film festival is gonna go, then i might just have an emotional meltdown.
Hopefully i can hold it together until the end of my screening on Friday.
