It's been hard times but finally, and hopefully, I'm back.
I'm back, and probably the last one to have seen the WS movie, that is last Monday.
Good job I started to feel better in time, started to feel a human being again just a few days before, started to feel the need of his music.
I felt this urge for one song, Tunnel of Love, and as an afterthought, it seems quite proper, it's always the love of my loved ones to pull me out of my dark pit.
Or maybe it was him again and the anticipation of this long awaited WS.
In any case I arrived at the cinema really in bad shape, but finally on the mend.
It's hard to say something new about the beauty of the music, the awesomeness of the visuals, the coolness of the Man, the hotness of the Lady.
But there is something that I really want to share, something that hit me hard, that is the overall sadness that I felt during the viewing, the sadness of a man that has suffered and finally found peace and the love he fought so much for.
Maybe it's just my personal connection with him, but I really felt overwhelmed by this warm blanket of calm and acceptance of one's own faults and mistakes.
In some ways this WS could have been The Land of Grief and Sorrow, the Dark Side of Bruce, the Diary of An Old Man...