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I went to see Brokeback Mountain this aft and... well I would like to be all insightful and erudite with my comments, but I can't. I'm crap like that. Needless to say, it made me cry.

However, the funniest and yet simultaneously most annoying thing was the two little old ladies sat next to me. One was providing a running commentary to the other one, and y'know I'm sure that she could see all this herself as she was watching the same bloody film. Though the comments of 'Oh I didn't realise it was that kind of film' and 'Ewwwww, they're at it again' made me chuckle.

In summary, Brokeback Mountain, v. good film. Go see it. And if you happen to be a soppy romantic like myself, or just hormonal, take tissues.