A bucket of tears, anyone?
I asked my 15-year old uncle for a recommendation of a feel-good movie. Before that I watched a couple of horror films from the same director that really got into me and made me uneasy, the images still play in my head and caused me some light sleeps. I honestly enjoy watching scary movies, but maybe things have changed. I still enjoy them, but my memory isn't making me forget it well enough for me to move on, on a better move. So, our new list are teeny boppy movies. Tonight's jumpstart was Five Feet Apart. A love story of 2 teenagers who can't have any physical contact because of their respiratory system conditions. Quite timely now as we are in the verge of social/physical distancing brought by the perils of corona virus. As usual, I cried a bucket of tears as Will tries to expound on his most romantic move and then had to turn his back and leave because, the only way for her to be safe, is when he isn't around. I can only imagine how tough it is to hold control no...