Mama and Julia and I watched the first two episodes of Thirteen last night.
So moving/thrilling/unsettling that I went home with a headache and nightmares.
(Mom even stayed awake for at least 1½ of the episodes = v. V. good content)
This is one of those shows that made me cry quite unexpectedly. Like I did when I watched Schindler's List for the first time: with no conscious thought behind it.
Just very sudden tears.
Boom.
We're watching the rest of the episodes tonight.
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