Both Hepburn and Peck are, as the film would say, “ringers”.
Taking this in with a full house in a beautiful old cinema was to remember what the movies mean. We laugh and gasp and ache with the yearning it stirs up.  
Love him! Love her! Love me! Love ME! 

Basking in the glow of twenty-foot faces, sitting still in the Stanford Theatre, I quietly whisper to myself one word: gods.

Watched with audio commentary by director James L. Brooks and editor Richard Marks

Ed Good

“If only I could pray.”
I haven’t seen this movie for three years. The last time I watched it, I had seen it numerous times in succession. 
It remains as haunting and powerful as I remember, yet full of new understandings on my part. 

“A life without despair is a life without hope. Holding these two ideas in our head is life itself.”