Yesterday, I simply bit the bullet and decided to go out alone. I am used to going to movies solo, and I guess I've driven as far as Santa Monica alone to do this, but for some reason I had felt really strange about going to the AMPAS screening of Frank Borzage's 7th Heaven without some friend or other. It wasn't as hard as I had imagined, and, in fact, was kind of nice. Hey, if you're alone, there's no one to cock-block, right?
7th Heaven is a beautiful, transcendent film.