Oh. My. God.

So, my little vacation is over. I just got back from watching Ferzan Ozpetek's latest film, Loose Cannons (original title: Mine Vaganti). I don't even have adequate words to render the experience. I was BLOWN AWAY. I am SO glad I headed straight for the third row, which was mostly empty - there was no one sitting right next to me, that is. THANK GOD. I wouldn't want a random stranger to witness the spectacular scene I made. I was laughing like a maniac, while at the same time BAWLING MY EYES OUT. Shaking and gasping and holding my mouth to muffle the happy squeals, with tears streaming down my face. I barely got a semblance of control over myself before the lights came on. Now, I don't normally do this in movie theaters. I don't normally do this ANYWHERE if there are other people around. But I just... this film is so fucking PERFECT. It has this incredible emotional power that just completely annihilates my typical calm exterior. It is kind of frightening, actually. But in a good way. If that makes sense. I want to say more about it, but I have no idea where to start, and it's late, and I go back to work tomorrow.:/ So I'm going to "sleep on it" and maybe find the words later.

The Greek film I saw last night also deserves a separate post, for a number of reasons. I will get to it at some point. Right now, bedtime.:(