Thanks for sharing this, you guys. Frankly, I often wonder about the depth of my devotion to BBM. I mean, I love the movie completely. I think about it constantly. I watch the good YouTube videos over and over. I enjoy spending time on these boards. But ...
... what is it with me that I have spent two and a half MONTHS thinking constantly -- and I do mean constantly -- about a movie that only lasts 134 minutes? Two and a half YEARS from now, do I really want to be thinking constantly about the same 134 minutes of celluloid? If not, how do I get from point A to point B?
I feel very Ennis-like about all this. My love is genuine, but it kind of freaks me out. Some of you more Jack-like people may be impatient with my self-doubting attitude, but there it is. It's a goddam bitch of an unsatisfactory situation, because what do I do about it? Move to Wyoming and start a little cow-and-calf operation?

Anyway, I'm so happy to know you guys and remember that I'm not the only one who's like this.