I went to see Lincoln. For some reason, Cinemark is not showing it so I had to go to the big city to see it.
I’m completely delighted that I did. And I plan on doing it again because I was so taken by the cinematography, acting, and music that I am completely certain that I missed some dialogue. It is a gorgeous, delicate, and profound movie.
I won’t spoil it for you by telling you the end.
I have one small peevish complaint. The movie left me hungry for more history. I haven’t read Doris Kearns Goodwin’s book so I wondered if, in fact, Thaddeus Stevens had a black mistress. El Jefe Bob found the answer for me this morning. I know you can’t put everything in a movie, but I kinda wish they had portrayed Lydia Hamilton as a strong intelligent businesswoman and partner rather than just a mistress. I just ordered Goodwin’s book for my Nook.
Go see it. At the end of the movie people in the theater gave it a standing ovation and sat back down to watch the credits as to honor the people who made this movie. I’ve never seen that before.