There were audible gasps during FNIT, but when Ennis grabbed Jack, I think I zoned out of real life for a minute and just held my breath, and focused my eyes on the most passionate, intense and romantic scene I've had the pleasure of watching (and boy have I watched it over and over again ever since!).
You know, CW, I was reading these last posts and trying to figure out how to say how I felt during this scene, the first time at the theater, and I was going to say, almost out of the body. So I like how you said it -- you zoned out of real life for a minute. I also felt not in this world exactly (though physically still on this plane as I was clutching the equivalent of pearls). I didn't breathe, and my eyes -- windows of the soul -- were like
drinking in this most gorgeous abd gigantic beauty of these two men, this passion that was so beyond what I could have hoped for, their kissing an exilir for my own soul, not just theirs...
Welshwitch, for me it certainly did matter that these were two men. We always see men and women kissing on the big screen and everyplace else. I craved like a drug, to see something explicit and beautiful between two men in this movie...and I got it. (Though I've still got the craving big time.

kathy