The Film That Took Me By Surprise

I need to stop trying to be a movie critic.
For the longest time, I thought that being a film critic would be a great idea, as I am a somewhat opinionated person who enjoys sharing his thoughts on films. The problem is that this thought process has led me to simply denounce some great films for the sole purpose of their existence. Sure, I'm not going to want to see the Candyland film that is being made, but there are some films that, though they may be poorly scored, should be given a chance. Just look at "We Bought a Zoo", a flick that I was almost determined not to enjoy from the moment I realized that I was going to have to watch it. Having a general aversion to "based on a true story" films, I was prepared for the worst. And, though it wasn't a mind-blowing experience, it sure was touching and, in an emotional way, made me look at the world differently, if only for a moment.
And it scared me.
See, one of the main focuses of the film, beyond the whole zoo part, is the fact that our main character's wife died only a few months prior to the events of the movie. This, though a somewhat cliched plot point, really seemed to reach out and touch me in a way I never expected. It could be that the film just did a really good job at playing the guitar with my heartstrings, or perhaps some recent events have caused me to see things differently. Probably it was a little of both. But, the fact of the matter is that the thought of ever losing you (you know who you are) to something like a disease, where I can do absolutely nothing to help you, save you, protect you... is utterly horrifying. I'm honestly unsure of what I would or could do in a situation such as that, other than that I would stand by your side until the end. But I hope that the end doesn't come for a very long time for you. Because you have so much to offer the world, and the world has a decent amount to offer you too.
Definitely take the time to see this film, it's overall a pretty good one (metacritc gave it a 52, but I can't say I really care all that much anymore).


Cold Hands

I hold you close,
trying to transport
my well-being into you,
hoping the sickness
steals itself from your body
and takes on
this healthy skin of mine.
For I could not
imagine a world
without you in it
anymore.
Such a place would
be dark and dank,
a gloomy cavern
devoid of heart or hope.
And even if
people could survive
in such a desolate estate,
their hearts will have
shriveled up
to escape the shackles
of such a callous prison.

Your hands
chill me to the bone,
yet I hold on,
for your charm,
your love,
and your life
are what keeps me
warm and alive inside.