Brian and I watched
World Trade Center the other night. It was a well-made movie; I guess that's really all I can say about it. It's not possible to critique the storyline, dialogue or the like, is it? It was hard to watch, actually, especially knowing -- absolutely knowing -- that even though those two main characters made it out alive, so may others did not, and that no matter how the movie ended, the events continue to devastate everyone in the country. What did the movie mean to me? It was heartbreaking, really. I know that I'll never see
United 93, and probably no other movie ever made about the events of that day.
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