A Single Man

I knew when Tom Ford made a movie that it would be heartbreakingly stylish, the actors would be inhumanly beautiful, and that every scene would be shot p.e.r.f.e.c.t.l.y, and it was all that. Besides living up to my impossible expectations, any movie that a) stars Julianne Moore and b) Spends about 10 minutes of screentime just filming the application of her eyeliner, to me, is a winner by any stretch.

I don't know anything about the author who's novel was the basis, but the pace and distance from its subjects maybe feels a little familiar if you've read JD Salinger, Truman Capote, and frankly wasn't at all why I was watching this movie. What made A Single Man awesome were single elements combined into a slurry of color, architecture, cars, fashion... mood.

*sigh*