Drive By Review: MILK

Went and saw MILK last night at the Castro Theatre (whre the mighty Wurlitzer was played which always brings a smile to anyone's face).

Here you go: Right when the openning credits/scenes started, tears welled in my eyes. As the film progressed anger built up as paralels to what Milk was fighting for and what Prop 8 means hit home.

After MILK ended I walked around the corner to my apartment and just looked out over the city. The fight is not over.