I went to Vegas and stayed at Aria. It was a gorgeous hotel and I had a great time. This little movie tells a beautiful story and it was a coincidence that I found it the day after I came back. I don't want to admit it, but I sort of cried at the end. Teary eyed.
But I also cried during Phantom of the Opera.
It's those ideas of love that really get me going. When someone believes strongly in love. And of course, it never really seems to work out in the end. Do we really 'never get what we want'? Or can we. . .get what we want?