A movie rarely gets me feeling something intense after watching it. Only a few comes to mind right now; Schindler's List, Sense and Sensibility, Braveheart, and much much more recently (like a few minutes ago), El Crimen del Padre Amaro (The Crime of Father Amaro). It was too real for my own good. It was very much familiar. It was too Filipino to be a Mexican movie.

I usually hold my emotions when I watch intense movies. For El Crimen, it was no different. No matter how much I am visually stimulated by the movie, I was still quite in control. An experience, that's what El Crimen was all about. It's just like the first time you've fancied a clergy man.

I'm no saint, I've had my share of Amelita's experience. Sex with the religious. God knows why I'm writing this down. This is probably why this movie felt so close to home. Although I did not feel love, I did feel so much for my past, the experience. Too real.