Author Topic: The Little Things  (Read 33551 times)

Offline backtobrokeback

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Re: The Little Things
« Reply #60 on: Mar 10, 2006, 06:57 PM »
"I wasn't no angel like you and jenny here"

Almas face just screams "NO YOU WERE NOT"

ROTFLMAO!

For all the times I've seen that scene, it's never quite clicked that this is EXACTLY what she is saying with her face!  I just saw it as more of a general smile barely encasing detest for Ennis, and it seemed a little much.  But no, her face is reacting quite appropriately (from her perspective) to his last statement!  Yes!

WOW!  I just got that too!  I knew she was mad at him in general, but I hadn't connected it to those words.  Thanks!

I don't think Jake is given enough credit in this film.  The scene that rips me up is the one where they are parting in the parking lot after coming down the mountain.  Jack is basically pleading, begging Ennis with his facial expressions. That little head bob and eyebrows lifting, pleading.  Ennis shoots the possibility down and they part.  God that look on Jakes face, a world of hurt in his eyes. Throughout this whole movie, you can just feel his pain, and it's all in the eyes.

I agree completely. I love Jack's face when Ennis hems and haws in the yard behind the house with the daughters in the truck after the divorce...The expectancy fighting with the growing dismay in his face when Jack says, still warmly and with hope "I guess thought this meant..." and it trails away....Like Ennis later saying "Jack, I swear..." So much unsaid and yet so much felt and dealt with ultimately alone. Jake is wonderful, open, full of desire and hope, reaching out to touch someone afraid of being touched. Beautiful

I have to agree with this too - but notice how Jake uses his mouth - I think he licks his lips or we see his tongue about three times in that one short scene.  (yeah, I noticed his tongue.)  :)


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