#and to end the trilogy with a positive twist on bj's og monologue was beautiful.

[ofyorkshire]

man. bj walking out from reverend laws' house, shirt specked in his blood (he was not the one who killed him; he wanted to, couldn't bring himself to, but he's dead now, that's all that matters), feeling the cold morning air in his lungs, the sun on his skin, knowing for the first time in almost 20 years, he's free. then bj traveling to blackpool to walk along the shoreline where he spent his last happy year with his mother, bare-armed without the armor of a coat or jacket, looking on as children play and the water laps at his bare feet... it's almost baptismal. an emergence from dark waters, almost drowned, to live brand new in the sun. and to breathe and to breathe and to breathe...

i love him.

#bugh. emotional about the 1983 film again. kissing whoever made the decision to keep bj alive right on their forehead. #i get the point of killing him in the source material. i understand the symbolism there and i often love a sad end if it's good. but. #the film did it better. bj should've killed laws. but. choosing to let bj live #and to end the trilogy with a positive twist on bj's og monologue was beautiful. #out of fairy tales [ooc];