I hate the feeling when I know it’s coming. The film is reaching its climax and some watershed moment turns into a sad realization. Then it happens. I feel the tears coming on and I discreetly make sure the people sitting next to me don’t notice. The blinking, excessive blinking takes over. Hopefully, I can widen my eyes enough to drown the tears or just think of something completely off subject like igloos to take my mind off things. Sometimes I’m successful, sometimes not.
I have a little fear about crying during movies. Not that I think I’m any less of a man for doing it but I just get a little embarrassed. It’s just that I find watching movies to be a very personal endeavor. When you experience an intimate moment like that, it feels a bit odd to have all these strangers around you.
There are plenty of plot developments that will get me a little teary-eyed. While a death certainly gets me most of the time, I am most helpless when it comes to reunions. “Forrest Gump”, “It’s a Wonderful Life”, “Love Actually”, name your poison. I succumb to them all. But don’t tell anyone that.
Partly I shy away from doing it because I’m also afraid of being obtrusive to other moviegoers. We talk so much here about inconsiderate theater habits. What about the controlling of emotions? Sure, crying occasionally is fine but what about people that constantly are guilty of it? I mean at least the movie should be good if you’re going to cry for it, right?
Maybe walking out of a theater are glass-eyed is silly. Bringing some tissues and letting it all out would probably make me feel a lot better. For now though, I’m staying strong. Come to think of it, a good solution would be to stop going to movie theaters and watching everything on DVD and television so I could cry all I want in private. Wait, just kidding.
(Thanks to Susan NYC for providing the photo.)
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