Life is both a major and minor key.
Of pure resignation when the tides turn against you; when things are not going your way but, damnably enough, their way.
Of immense desperation that drives you to the other side of the law; one that leads to countless heartbreaks and tears shed.
Of sincere gratitude at the chance for redemption; a golden opportunity to be forgiven and not forgotten.
Of absolute horror as a trigger was pulled, a knife drawn; revealing horrible nightmares and tragic realities.
Of utmost relief when the life of a wide-eyed, innocent little girl was saved; at the rarest instances when an impenetrable cloak actually did work.
So to be crowned Best Motion Picture of the Year at the Oscars it really has to be something, no?
I mean, I am certain that you and I are connected to each other in more ways than one.
Hello, friend of a friend of a friend of a friend. Or sister’s teacher’s neighbourhood friendly postman’s timid hairdresser.
We just do not know how.
But I imagine watching this movie might very well qualify as one of them.