I didn't want to watch Benjamin Button as the trailers creeped me out but my husband really wanted me to watch it with him, so I did.
I ended up crying (as usual!) not because of the actual character but because I always translate the situation in a movie into my own life.
His daughter eventually found all his postcards in which he says sorry for missing her birthdays, milestones and so on. My husband couldn't believe I was crying at a movie I didn't even want to watch but really I was thinking "oh goodness, imagine I was to miss out on all those things with my girls".
On the other hand, I can't believe he can get so engrossed in some sci-fi movie where the actors are dressed in what is very obviously a pretend alien costume!!!
