I watched this in the confines of my living room, in a state that many people experience. Indifference as a tv screen glows pictures in your face. A reoccurring image that is relayed so many times in this film, and it's beautiful. And it's sad. So terribly, terribly sad. To watch the time pass, "years pass by like seconds".
There is still time.
I almost felt anger watching Owen. Watching the choices he makes, the way he turns around from situations, the hiding, the silence, the running away. It made me so mad that I wanted to cry. It felt like looking in a mirror.
Every young person, with numerous differences between one another and decades apart, have all felt this same feeling. Scared and horrified at yourself. I still feel this way. I'm angry at myself too. Watching it on the screen, I thought, "how could you let this take this long?" Instead I should be thinking, "don't be afraid. it's never too late."
The ending feels so painful, but I'm a little more optimistic than that. I like to think he went to find his heart again. Where it has been, all this time, beating.
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