I cried a lot yesterday. It was Marathon Day here in New York City and the marathon route is literally outside my door. Every year I spend a good portion of Marathon Day in my neighborhood cheering on the runners and taking in the energy. For some reason I find the marathon tear inducing. Everyone once in a while a runner will spot their loved ones and then I really lose it. It’s just such an accomplishment; one that I cant imagine ever participating in. Yet every year I think maybe I should try. So I cried and cheered and cried with my sister for a few hours.
Fast forward about five hours to a crowded, dark movie theater in Union Square and the tears are falling again. I’m watching Like Crazy and losing my shit. So so so good, in a “hurts so good” type of way. When I read that much of the movie was improvised I was blown away! This is not a romantic comedy. This is a realistic view of a long distance romance. It was raw. The music was unreal. The acting was superb. My face actually hurt from crying. It made me think a lot about romance and honesty and London. I loved it.
Here’s my favorite song from the movie. Enjoy! Oh and I know I shouldn’t quit my day job and become a movie critic, just go with it.