Julie's Journal

I watched Requiem For A Dream last night for the first time before going to bed. I read the reviews about it on Netflix, and Michael said it was a pretty good movie so I went with it.

I cannot remember a movie that affected me as much as this one did. It was just so disturbing. The acting wasn’t that commanding, but the story line made the characters so plausible that I couldn’t get them out of my head when I was trying to fall asleep last night…

or when I was showering this morning…

or when I was driving to work this morning…

or even right here right now.

Get the picture?