A review for The Kite Runner (Movie)

The Kite Runner— Every time I watch this movie, it makes me cry. I am simply in love with it, I guess. If it is necessary to mention, I’d like to say that the acting of both these boys, Hassan and Amir, is simply marvelous! Apart from the story being so beautifully delicate, I specifically admired the little story within the main story of the novel. Here goes beauty:

What’s the story about?

It’s about a man who finds a magic cup. And he learns that if he weeps into the cup, his tears turn to pearls. He’s very poor, you know? And at the end of the story, he’s sitting on a mountain of pearls with a bloody knife in his hand and his dead wife in his arms.

So he killed her?

Yes, Hassan.

So that he’d cry and get rich.

Yes, you’re very quick.

What?

Nothing, Amir Agha. Are you done with breakfast?

What?

Well, will you permit me to ask a question about the story?

Of course.

Why did the man have to kill his wife?

Because each of his tears becomes a pearl.

Yes, but why couldn’t he just smell an onion?

I am too late sometimes in experiencing the pleasure good movies bring. It almost gets to a time when most other people have not only already experienced but also forgotten about a particular movie.

Well, never mind, but I think I desperately needed to pour it out somewhere how immensely I loved and enjoyed this one. J