La La Land
My life is a movie. This time the movie is La La Land with Ryan Gosling and Emma Stone. Spoiler alert: he doesn't get the girl in the end. Well, maybe in his mind, as we see in a moving little montage toward the end where he inserts himself into her life for a moment. It's beautiful. It's perfect. It's not real. This movie, which is ridiculously nostalgic and Hollywood-ish, well, it doesn't let you get your perfect ending. You want them to be together in the end. You really do. But they aren't. The reasons are there, of course, but your heart wants them to be together anyway. They had their shot. They were good for each other. Isn't that what matters? They helped each other get what they wanted out of life, but they somehow gave up on each other. Those things became more important; with him, it was his dream of opening a jazz club, and with her, it was her dream of becoming an actress. The end is sad. I cried. I could see myself sitting there...