Perhaps today was not the day to see The Hours. As I left the theater, gloom surrounded me. Sleet poured from the darkly gray sky and sullen people huddled up against its chill.

Or perhaps this was the ideal day and time, the mood all the better to contemplate the story’s darkness; its characters’ choices for life and death.

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