Once

I had the telly on yesterday morning while I cleaned the kitchen. VH1 Jumpstart was on (and that's an entirely different post, because, really, how do they get off calling it "Jumpstart"? it's all mellow music...), and Falling Slowly came on. I love this song. I love Once.
I sang along and enjoyed it, another video came on, and I went about my business. Then last night I dreamed of the song. A playground swing set and that song. Then this morning, because I had heard a couple songs I really liked yesterday, I turned on the telly again. First video that came on? Falling Slowly. I can't see the video or hear the song without thinking of the movie, which I watched some months ago.

So I now have to proselytize about this film. It's not exciting. It's not terribly cheerful. It doesn't have bright colors or particularly attractive people in it. It *is* gorgeous and touching and full of heartbreak and joy, bleakness and beauty. The music is amazing, and there is a slight twist in the end that, while making it a happy--or at least hopefull-ending, is not the ending you've been cheering for the entire time.

I had heard what a great movie this was from different sources, but after watching it I sort of thought "Hm, that was nice, but I don't see what the fuss is about." Now, 3 months later, I still relive the entire movie when I hear that song. I wonder how the characters' stories turned out, and I long to hear the music again and again. I dream about it.

If that's not a good review for a movie, I don't know what is.