We watched Water last night, an Indian movie about a young girl who becomes a widow before she has met her husband and is doomed to live in mourning with other widows for her entire life. She has to live with a shaved head and can only wear a humble white frock. It was pretty good. Heavy. Sad. A surge of mothering hormones came to surface at the end and I made Fredrik sleep snuggled next to us in bed afterwards. I had the need to protect my offspring. I would recommend it though the leading actor was pretty cheese ball. We thought it might turn into a Bollywood movie for awhile.
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I'll add it to my Netflix queue!
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