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jakebe
Things that make me cry (or at least have a good healthy lump)
+ "Teenage Dirtbag," by Wheatus, especially the closing stanza. Every time.
+ "The Last Unicorn," by Peter Beagle. There are so *many* scenes that are described with such heartbreaking detail it chokes me up just thinking about it. The spider who dreamed she was Arachne in Mommy Fortuna's circus, the way the Prince can't come to terms with his broken heart for the Unicorn, Schmendrick's perfect blend of contentment, weariness and melancholy at the end...and the horribly inevitable way that the Journey leaves its mark on all involved. It's quite possibly the perfect book; certainly my favorite.
+ "American Beauty." Ricky Fitts is a cinematic soulmate; I wish I could be as brave as he is. Lester Burnham's monologue at the end of the movie makes me cry every time...there's an electric current of unconditional love that strikes just the right note.
+ "Babe" and "Babe II." The purest, most good, most irrepressible character ever written. To maintain that optimism in the face of all kinds of adversity (*especially* in the sequel) is the mark of a saint, and wonderfully illustrates how terrible and beautiful the world can be.
+ "Pleasantville." The hook they devise to set up the movie is almost hopelessly hokey, but the movie pulls it out in the most surprising, awesome way. Mr. Johnson's transformation is the heart and soul of the movie, and his dedication to his expression of joy and awe almost matches the pig above. :)
+ "Requiem For A Dream." No one I know loves this movie nearly as much as I do, and probably for good reason. But Sara Goldfarb's need for love and acceptance propels her rocket-train to hell, and this very understandable, common desire leads to probably the most tragic end I've ever seen on film...mostly because it goes unfulfilled so completely.
There's lots of others, but...we could be here all day. Long story short, I love things that make me cry. Horribly.
+ "Teenage Dirtbag," by Wheatus, especially the closing stanza. Every time.
+ "The Last Unicorn," by Peter Beagle. There are so *many* scenes that are described with such heartbreaking detail it chokes me up just thinking about it. The spider who dreamed she was Arachne in Mommy Fortuna's circus, the way the Prince can't come to terms with his broken heart for the Unicorn, Schmendrick's perfect blend of contentment, weariness and melancholy at the end...and the horribly inevitable way that the Journey leaves its mark on all involved. It's quite possibly the perfect book; certainly my favorite.
+ "American Beauty." Ricky Fitts is a cinematic soulmate; I wish I could be as brave as he is. Lester Burnham's monologue at the end of the movie makes me cry every time...there's an electric current of unconditional love that strikes just the right note.
+ "Babe" and "Babe II." The purest, most good, most irrepressible character ever written. To maintain that optimism in the face of all kinds of adversity (*especially* in the sequel) is the mark of a saint, and wonderfully illustrates how terrible and beautiful the world can be.
+ "Pleasantville." The hook they devise to set up the movie is almost hopelessly hokey, but the movie pulls it out in the most surprising, awesome way. Mr. Johnson's transformation is the heart and soul of the movie, and his dedication to his expression of joy and awe almost matches the pig above. :)
+ "Requiem For A Dream." No one I know loves this movie nearly as much as I do, and probably for good reason. But Sara Goldfarb's need for love and acceptance propels her rocket-train to hell, and this very understandable, common desire leads to probably the most tragic end I've ever seen on film...mostly because it goes unfulfilled so completely.
There's lots of others, but...we could be here all day. Long story short, I love things that make me cry. Horribly.
