So I decided to have myself a little movie night last night. I watched two movies I’d seen before, and then I decided that I wanted to watch something different. So off I went to Netflix, and I picked one of the new-ish ones on there that sounded interesting to me. So I ended up watching a movie called “The Stoning of Soraya M.”
Now, this may seem like common sense just by reading the title, but it honestly never crossed my mind that this movie wouldn’t have a happy ending. Maybe I wasn’t paying enough attention??
In any case, I watched it.
Now, this movie is in no way the best ever made, or the most violent or gory, or the most anything, really. But it really got to me. I didn’t expect to cry through the last 15 minutes. Once I got into it, it was obvious how it would end, and still I prayed and hoped that it could be different.