Flashback Mountain

Many thanks to mollpeartree, who braved the cold we should've been having for months now to make the long trek from her gang-groups-of-individuals-infested neighbourhood on the South Side to join me in Yuppie Central for Brokeback Mountain. I tried to keep my expectations modest, as I always do when seeing highly-touted Oscar-fodder, but this one really lived up to the hype. When it was over, I said to myself, Now that was a well-made film, which is also what went through my head after Gegen die Wand. But whenever I call Brokeback to mind, a delicate ache goes through my chest of the type I haven't felt in a long time, at least not from a film; something about it is adhering.

I studiously avoided most reviews, critiques, commentaries, and the like having to do with the movie due to fear of spoilers, so if there's anything out there you think I should've read about Brokeback Mountain, please post a link or citation. (Nuphy already sent me Proulx' short story, which I haven't gotten around to reading yet.)