"What do you hope that [last] shot leaves the audience with?"
"Themselves."
I'll never forget how I felt the first time I watched this movie end; everything inside me was still transfixed on that screen when it cut to black. Every inch of me felt on edge. Smiling, crying, in awe. I've never felt so viscerally present in my body if that makes any damn sense. And it doesn't make it easier when it plays the bonfire song that takes…
Billie Jean King: *has sex with a girl for the first time*
Me: god I wish that were me
Billie Jean King: *drives down the California coast, flirting with the girl she likes, wind in their hair, listening to music*
Me: god I wish...
Billie Jean King: *holds that girl's hand, kisses her tenderly*
Me: god.............
