I just saw the movie, "Before Sunset" the sequel to the 1994 indie hit "Before Sunrise". In it two young people met in a train station and have a night filled of conversation. 9 years later they reunite in Paris and realize that they never stopped loving each other.
Alot of times I have the "movie vs. reality conversation" with my friends and how it is that art imitates life. I am a firm believer that movies resonate with people because of a connection; either with the storyline or the characters themselves. The same thing is with books. I think that this is one of the reasons why I love literature. In a way, it allows me to escape reality....
