Title: Brokeback Mountain
Genre: Drama/Romance
Cast: Heath Ledger, Jake Gyllenhall, …
Director: Ang Lee
Release: (2005)
 
Can you keep a secret? Listen, just between you and me, some of my inside-inside sources are telling me that there might be a little buzz growing around Heath Ledger this year as an early Oscar favorite. But keep that under your hat, alright? Anyway, it all made me realize that I probably don’t really know enough about what kind of actor Heath Ledger really was. So I enrolled myself in the crash course and, lo and behold, pulled out a peach of a pick for the latest installment of the fantastically pleonastically named series, Movie Reviews of Movies For Grown Ups But That Are Written For Kids And That Rhyme Which Is How You Know They’re For Kids Even Though The Movies Are Inappropriate For Kids But That’s What Makes It So Ironic.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go downtown to keep looking for a scalper with any Dark Knight tickets left.
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From a tent off the track
of a typical trail,
on a treacherous, black
night of mountainous gale …
Came a noise.
All the trees exchanged glances
and, arching their brows,
gave a point with their branches
and mouthed silent “Wow!”s.
Then pretending that under the wind’s force they bent,
they all leaned in closer to hear in the tent.
With their twigs to their ears,
and their ears to the side,
of the tent they could hear
the two voices inside.
But the voices were not
what they thought
they would hear …
Something sounded just off
when they heard
them both clear …
“What is this – could it be?”
said the first nosey tree.
“Is it me, or do I hear a he and a he?”
“Goodness me …”, nervously,
said another old tree.
As they all stood back up, feeling most awkwardly.
(See, a he and a he,
to a you and a me,
might be common to see
as a bird and a bee.
But a he and a he
was (figuratively)
still a queer thing to see
in nineteen sixty-three.
Especially to an old nosey-faced tree.)
So they wandered and wondered
and talked on and on
and pondered a hundred
ways they could be wrong.
“Maybe they were just wrestling!”
“Maybe she has a cold!”
“Maybe we’re not addressing our ears getting old!”
‘Til the dawn brought truth for them all to behold.
When …
From a tent off the track
of a typical trail,
after treacherous, black
night of mountainous gale …
Came two boys.
Well, the years came and went.
And so with them, the tent.
And each time it returned the trees knew what it meant.
For they’d learned every year, the more time that they spent
watching over those boys, what exactly they meant
to each other, by seeing their eyes so content
every time they arrived and so sad when they went.
And the trees, too, had come to await the ascents
of their new favorite campers, with great reverence.
All the tall ones would stand on their roots and commence
to call out every time a car came through the fence.
Now, occasionally, one of these nosey trees
would get visits from campers with young families.
And those chances to chit-chat with children they’d seize
as a chance to retell all their favorite stories.
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