I went to see Lincoln.  For some reason, Cinemark is not showing it so I had to go to the big city to see it.

I’m completely delighted that I did.  And I plan on doing it again because I was so taken by the cinematography, acting, and music that I am completely certain that I missed some dialogue.  It is a gorgeous, delicate, and profound movie.

I won’t spoil it for you by telling you the end.

I have one small peevish complaint.  The movie left me hungry for more history.  I haven’t read Doris Kearns Goodwin’s book so I wondered if, in fact, Thaddeus Stevens had a black mistress.  El Jefe Bob found the answer for me this morning.  I know you can’t put everything in a movie, but I kinda wish they had portrayed Lydia Hamilton as a strong intelligent businesswoman and partner rather than just a mistress.  I just ordered Goodwin’s book for my Nook.

Go see it.  At the end of the movie people in the theater gave it a standing ovation and sat back down to watch the credits as to honor the people who made this movie.  I’ve never seen that before.