Becoming Jane

Watched it last night... I generally believe the mark of a good movie is that it will either make me laugh out loud, or it will bring tears to my eyes, or both. Never before have I found part way through a movie that I am moved to the point where I don't want to watch anymore, and just want to go curl into the fetal position in some dark corner to cry. Never before have I watched a movie beginning to end, and been so affected by it that I had to escape, that I had to get out into the fresh air so that I could sob for another 30 minutes in the dark, in the rain, when the movie was done. Ugh. I'm supposed to be focusing on the positive in life, damn it.