“What good is an angel if he can’t feel the wind in his wings?”
The film’s cinematography (by John Seale) washes L.A. in muted gold and shadow, making the city feel suspended between heaven and earth. And then there’s the angel choir — an evocative, whispery effect that will linger in your memory long after the credits roll.
A quiet rainy night, a box of tissues, and someone you don’t mind crying in front of.