“At the screening of War Horse I attended, there were people in floods of tears. Floods. Not just quiet, reflective sobbing, but that godless, wretched honking that’s usually accompanied by snot and friends who wish they were somewhere else. Me? I didn’t shed a single tear – I walked out of there like Moses parting a salty sea.”
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