It’s the simple things that make me happy: Unexpectedly scoring a Kate Spade bag on a TJ Maxx excursion, spending time with my family, a date with my husband, a good book and an afternoon at the movies crying my eyes out. Using that formula, today was a really good day. My teenage daughter, still a little traumatized from accompanying me to Me Before You was brave enough to take on The Light Between Oceans. I read--and loved--the book when it came out, so I gave her an estimate on the level of crying she could expect--slightly less than Me Before You, but more than Dear John. About a third of the way into the movie I realized I was going to have to revise that estimate. The movie was MAGNIFICENT. The captivating Alicia Vikander was perfect as Isabel Sherbourne--she nailed the portrayal of a woman broken by the loss of two babies. Her performance was Oscar-worthy. One scene in particular toward the end of the movie had me blown away by the level of her talent. Michael Fassbender’s portrayal of Tom was exactly as it should be: deep and haunting. His ability to convey a multitude of emotions with his facial expressions alone is impressive. I hope that he too receives an Oscar nod. The cinematography is breathtaking, and kudos also for the set dressing and costumes. The script honored the integrity and the impact of M.L. Stedman’s unforgettable book. Go and be swept away by The Light between Oceans. There’s no better way to put a stockpile of tears to good use!