Something... and Half of Something

Let us know how you like it, Linda.

Ken :)

On the way to the movie I could not breath all the way down inside my chest it stayed like that even after I got to the theater,and through the entire movie. It is not easy to see Linda but I am glad I did.

Wow...

I wish "we all" could go together.

I'm not going until I get BACK from my trip, tho.

Give a shout if you need us when you get back, love.

A few comments about the movie are in the post now.

Yes Sondra, I wish we could have seen it together. It seemed to me that many people showed up in small groups. No one came alone and I only saw a few couples.

My husband and I took our 14 year old son to see it today. I used to be a horror flick junkie, but never have I felt such an adrenaline rush (and not necessarily a good one) during a movie! Actually, the adrenaline started climbing as we left the house to go to the theater. I was not sure how our son was going to take the movie, but he sat and gnawed his fingernails right alongside me.
Powerful story, even though I know that some artistic "license" had to have been permitted. We all knew, walking into the theater how the flight ended, but it was almost as if the audience had hopes for a different end to the tale.
I wanted to get up and yell and scream when it showed those SOBs at the beginning.
Man oh man, that was intense!
It certainly brought back the memories of that horrible day. Where I was when I watched the plane fly into the second tower. Who I called. You could almost feel each of the audience members remembering. Very strange. There were several parts where you could actually hear people in front and behind us take a deep breath and release it, in unison. We were all doing the same thing - we knew what came next.
I was glad to see that I was not the only one walking out and drying me eyes. My husband, who never cries had tears on his cheeks as well. Thankfully, no one decided to start Bush, or USA bashing, as I believe they might have been ripped to shreds!
I can only hope, that if I ever faced that type of scenario, I could be so brave.
GOD BLESS THE USA
LET'S ROLL

I will not see the movie. At this point I have alot of hatred for terrorist and Islam and I just could not go overboard at this point.One of my leftest friends saw the movie and now I think he is seeing why I am upset all the time about Islamic fanatics and leftest that want to surrender this war to terrorist.

I am intrigued by Caveman's post, stating why he will not see the movie. I won't, either. I don't really care how good or "important" a film it is. But like Caveman, I remain incensed at all the Islam-inspired horrors (such as the recent slaughter of the woman Iraqi journalist). They are all animals and have no honor. Show me a film of the nuclear attack on Mecca, and I'll stand in line for the ticket. But I can't relive 9/11.

Caveman? Kevin? Allow me to tell you about one scene that I've yet to see anyone (here or elsewhere) mention. It will take you longer to read this than the scene's length but, to me, it was . . . I don't have a word!

There's a moment, just an instant, before the passengers on the flight begin their assault on the cabin. The camera's focus is on the two hijackers outside the cabin and strictly with the expressions on their faces and body english, they convey confusion, then complete and total shock as they realize they are no longer in control. That they've lost.

That these weak sheep that they were herding to death through the use of terror are anything but weak or sheep. A flash of fear . . . and the scene's over.

What a powerful pic (in your post). I still look for the twin towers whenever I watch a movie and I realize that I'm seeing Manhattan.

But, that image of the plane behind the Statue of Liberty and one of the towers already smoking... gruesome... chilling... heartwrenching.

Reminds me why I'm eager to go to Iraq.