This Spring and having to kick so quickly into efficient revision mode has left me emotionally stopped up. I have worked through and processed much, maybe too much! Sometimes I just need a good cry. Not one of those sniffling, holding the tissue cries, but a full-blown, let it all come out, cathartic sob fest. Sometimes all it takes is a good, sad movie. ER got me pretty good a couple of weeks back when Carter and Kem's child died in utero. Any movie suggestions would be much appreciated (I don't have enough time to read "other" books right now).
I know it's getting bad when I get choked up at the "Take Me Fishing" commercials. You know, the one where all these different people say "take me fishing because..." One vignette includes a little girl with spaced out teeth who says, "take me fishing because my wedding will come sooner than you think." Yep, if that kind of commercialized manipulation gets me going, I know it's time for a soul-flushing, and nothing does that better than a good old fashioned sad movie.
On other note, I have blog buidling up in my mind about "finding one's voice." I don't have the energy for it right now, but it will come soon.
Posted by Frank Yamada at May 17, 2004 01:40 PMIndeed, sometimes, a good cry is exactly what you need, though you'll not catch me saying that twice. I suggest the following films, in no particular order:
Stepmom
I Am Sam
Mr. Holland's Opus
John Q
Pay It Forward
A Walk to Remember (this one is really cheesy though)
Evelyn
Finding Forester
A Mighty Wind
Secondhand Lions (probably near the top of my picks)
and finally...
American History X (because I always suggest this film, but it does apply here)
-R
Posted by: Ryan Whitley at May 17, 2004 09:44 PMSo let me get this straight -- superjock Frank needs a good cry? I'm cool with that, we all need it occassionally. So, tying "superjock" with "good cry" leaves only one choice in my book:
The Original "Brian's Song."
Enjoy.
Posted by: Reverend Ref at May 18, 2004 12:17 AMHe said in a deep jock, testosterone-injected voice, "Chicks dig the sensitive type." Seriously, Michelle considers my ability to enjoy a good tear-jerker as one of my better qualities.
Posted by: Frank at May 18, 2004 05:29 AMwell, 13 going on 30 worked for me!
definitely hit on issues of transition and decisions that we make. how decisions affect us later...
then again, i'm 30 and remember being 13..
Posted by: heather at May 18, 2004 07:42 PMHow about My Life? Dying man recording his life for his unborn child. Always works for me.
Posted by: Hope at May 18, 2004 08:48 PMI cry when Rockey beats the Russian in Russia.