I hadn't seen this since high school, but my friends turned it on as an early Pride celebration. At times it's a little corny, but still manages to be devastating. I think the moment where they kiss and Ennis' wife sees them is so campy yet equally profound. It's funny to watch her watch them because it's so horrifying for each character. What a kiss, too! I think the most beautiful part is when Ennis asks his daughter if her fiance really loves her, what an entrenched feeling for him. I'm constantly trying to figure out love as if it's an equation, but it's all things. It's like how black is the absence of color, but white is everything: a prism which all light es through. I think of the beautiful pastoral landscapes in this movie, how safe it is to be nowhere with someone who understands the deepest parts of you--parts you don't even know yourself. I think love is supposed to be easy, but it can be hard sometimes, too. There are so many unknowns in this world; to know someone, to love them more than you love yourself, maybe that's the whole point.