(Twice in cinema. Once in 70mm, another in digital. Once with my heart on my sleeve, another with a broken heart. I cried in the same scene both times, when Troy fell, the real fall. I am not sure what this means, but I know it means something. In any case: thank you, Nolan, for bringing another little piece of me back, and you don't even know me.)
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