Tom's breakdown
This scene sure packs a wallop.
I love the way it starts, with Tom’s trying to deflect his pain with humor, something he’s always done, only this time it fails him. Through the smile, you hear his voice crack. He then joins Lowenstein on the couch, continuing to crumble, if only still gradually.
Then she gently touches his hand.
“I can feel your pain, Tom. I can feel it. Let yourself feel it.”
Then the tears flow. Hers and his.
And mine.