AN ANGEL AT MY TALBLE

Just watched this movie again. There's really only one thing I could say about it,

WE ARE NOT WORTHY!
WE ARE NOT WORTHY!
WE ARE NOT WORTHY!

This movie makes me want to have:

Nothing.
My heart was too full of emotions to even think about food.

Pause.

Alright, if you insist. A box of See's Assorted Chocolate would be lovely to munch on while weeping at this heart-felt bio pic. Remember the scene when young Janet Frame and her sister stole Aunt Isy's prize chocolates and the euphoric expressions they had while savoring on each piece?