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P.S. i love you: 20mins into the movie, the first letter appeared and i started crying. and thereafter, every time a new letter arrived, i cried. my bro is the one who recommended this movie to me. he know i'm not really a love-theme's fans unless there is at least one death in it. But despite of his manly reputation, he insisted i watched this, so i rented it.
I wasn't expecting much until i saw how steamy Gerard Butler look. I was like "Wow" following by "Yucks" when Hilary Swank appeared. I hate her ever since she had sex scenes (not real) with my Josh Harnett. I Hate her. Then the birthday cake with the recorder arrived and i forgot my hatred for her. I just concentrate on the movie, more particularly the letters and the soundtrack. I was waiting for the letters with Holly (Hilary Swank). As i mentioned above, i cried when each letter appear in the mailbox. I cannot stop the tears, it's like they have a mind of their own. My mind keep telling me that, hey, he was dead, he no longer exist in this world, yet his love exists. He was helping his wife to get over his own death. How noble is that. Then Paolo Nutini's 'Rewind' starts playing in the background.
No sleeping at night
But i'm going from bar to bar
Why can't we just rewind
Why can't we just rewind
Why can't we just rewind?
Thruout the whole movie, the pig sitting on the sofa beside me didn't shed a tears. i gave him 2 solid mins of "'what-is-your-heart-made-up-of?" side way looks when he just sat there nonchalantly playing his PSP. 3mins later, he finally noticed my killer's stare.
"what?"
"hello, iron man."
"huh?"
"are you even human?"
"100%."
"then why aren't you crying?" sniff sniff.
"i like it. till the point you cry. i hate to see you cry."
even after the movie and i saw how she finally did the impossible and move on with her life, i still cannot imagine my life w/o my mum, my bro, my dad and pig.
So, dear God, pls take me away before anyone of them. I beg thee.
