shutter island was just… mesmerising. captivating. mind blowing. it’s the best film i’ve seen since… since anything in my top ten or so. i love, love, loved it. didn’t even love leo that much (haven’t really since titanic and romeo), and mark ruffalo has always been a bit of a douche. the hard boiled stuff was a tiny bit overdone and there was a lot of gruesome scenes. but the film was awesome.
it wormed its way straight into top ten.
i love it when at the end something happens and everything gets pieced together. as if the world makes sense. even if it’s in a very fucked up way.
of course, i’ve always been one of those people that enjoy a good romcom, but it’s the crazy ones that sweep me off my feet, dump me in an alleyway and leave me wanting more. it’s always the ones with the not-so-happily-ever-after but one hundred percent perfect endings that let me take away something that i can smile about randomly on public transport.
and it makes me feel like i’ve made a special discovery in my life (even though a million other people made the same discovery too).
i think, maybe, just maybe…
it’s called happiness.