A word of advice.
If you haven't yet, go to your nearest Landmark cinema and see "Brokeback Mountain." Now. No questions, no whining, no excuses, no "I accept homosexuality as a lifestyle but I don't want it shoved in my face," nothing. Just. Go.
It's a great Western, a great romance, a great movie. Something for everyone. Take your straight boyfriend (if you have to, you can tell him that Anne Hathaway's breasts make a rather exuberant appearance), your gay friends, your girlfriends, your grandma, everyone you know.
Absolutely gorgeous- from Jake Gyllenhall's Wyoming sky-blue eyes to the sharp spires of the Tetons to Michelle Williams' face when she cries.
It's one of those rare victories of postmodernism when a Taiwanese director can create such a quintessentially American film with the help of two Argentinian music composers and a Mexican cinematographer.
So yeah. Go see.