I went to see the movie with my husband. Both of us had to skip work to see the movie. I read the short story and spent a lot of time on IMDb before the movie, so I sort of knew what to expect. He did not. He just knew it’s a movie about two gay men in love. Normally we start to talk about the movie right away. That time, we did not talk about the movie at all until we sat in the car. I think both of us were still immersed in the enormous sadness we got from the movie. We sat for a short while, I sighed then said “A very good movie.” He replied “Yeah, very good.” Then we started to talk about the movie, whether Ennis is gay, whether the first tent scene was too sudden, which part of the movie he may not feel very comfortable with, whether homosexuality is nature or nurture, etc. all the way home and continued into the evening.