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Much respect and salute to the cast of Furious 7 for completing this amazing journey after losing beloved member, Paul Walker.

I really enjoyed the movie and this song has been stuck in my head ever since because it just speaks so much about the friendship and bond the cast shared. And how much it must have pained them to have to continue filming with the void Paul Walker left behind.

Thankfully, his brothers stepped up to help finish this wonderful movie.

The ending was simply beautiful - I loved the fitting farewell they gave to Brian O'Connor, indicating he finally settled for domesticated life with little Jack and his wife. I loved it.

I really love the brotherhood. In fact, I absolutely adore it. It's one of the things that drew me to the movie - the deeply rooted family and friendship.

Just yesterday, the cousin and I were talking about how we'd love to have a friendship like that because the brotherhood fostered is unbelievably real.

I was so lost for words at the end of the movie because I was so touched. It just felt so surreal that Paul Walker is no longer around so I did a little digging around and saw people posting pictures of one of the quotes Brian O'Connor said: "If one day the speed kills me, don't cry. Because I was smiling."

I must have bawled many, many times re-watching the ending and hearing Dominic Toretto's emotional, deep tone confess: "I used to say I live my life a quarter mile a time, and I think that's why we were friends, because you did too. No matter where you are, whether it's a quarter mile away or halfway across the world, you will always be with me... And you will always be my brother."

So, so proud of how well the movie is doing because, like Ludacris said, this must be the Paul Walker effect.

Cue those tears again.


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