That’s another one of those movies that makes me stupid. The scene where he’s screaming about B-52’s…the scene where Malkovich betrays him…the scene where he sees the house he used to live in and assumes his mother is there…the scene wherein a children’s choir sings the theme song while he’s riding his bike through the camp…
God. I haven’t seen that film in years but just thinking about it makes me sad.
One of the best films I’ve ever seen. Now I need to rent it!
Of course, I cried multiple times while watching Schindler’s List. Does that even need to be said? Just when I thought I was getting numb, something would break through to the next level.
I also remember cracking up while watching a screen adaptation of King Lear (in looking it up on IMDB I think it was the 1983 TV version with Laurence Olivier in the title role). I was familiar with the plot synopsis already, having read the play, but seeing the ending played out was tremendously moving.
Cordelia, Cordelia! stay a little. Ha!
What is’t thou say’st? Her voice was ever soft,
Gentle, and low, an excellent thing in woman.
I kill’d the slave that was a-hanging thee.
I’m tearing up just cutting and pasting the text. Must be because I’m now a father of three children myself (though only two of them are daughters, and none of them have soft, gentle and low voices).
You are truly missing out. A fantastic movie: do yourself a favour and rush out and rent it. A pre-Pixar Brad Bird’s pet project {he left Warners after they ruined its distribution}, it has a cracking script, genuinely engaging, moving characters {Harry Connick’s hipster sculptor is a highlight, and Jennifer Aniston was never sexier}, superb animation, and one of the best evocations of 50’s Cold War America on film. It was overshadowed by the mid-90’s rush of GGI animation and dumped to video, which is why hardly anyone saw it, but for my money it’s one of the highlights of post WWII American animation. And I defy you not to cry at the ending.
I haven’t seen the movie for several years now, but as I recall, my crying began in earnest at that scene where it looks like the gig is up – they’re coming to take away all of Schindler’s workers. And Stern, after refusing Shindler’s offered drinks the whole movie, says, “I think maybe I should have that drink now.”
Pretty much from that point till the end of the film, I’m a wreck.
I wouldn’t describe myself as tremendously religious, but I thought it was powerfully moving throughout. But the one scene that always gets me isn’t even the crucifixion. It’s the scene when they have a flashback to a younger Jesus and Mary, then it cuts to her seeing her son fall down while carrying the cross out of the city.
In fact, I think I’ll go blub now because it’s been years since I’ve taken that movie out of my DVD collection and I may have not gotten that scene 100% accurate. I just remember turning into a weeping mess in the theater.
There are some movies I will *never *see (e.g. Schindler’s List, The Color Purple, Out of Africa, just to name a few) because I know that I’ll be a blubbering idiot by the end. I’m sure they are great movies and all, but I don’t want to see a movie where I’ll end up crying.
Which is becoming more and more difficult to do these days. Thanks for the heads-up on WALL-E.
Another one I overlooked, that I was just thinking of last night, is “Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind”. That movie crushes me on so many levels, I can’t even begin to explain it. Even the happy bits make me sad, because…well, you know.
I think you mean P-51s, If the allies had B-52s WWII would have been a lot shorter. I had the end credit song, the one from him riding the bike in camp as the recessional at my wedding.
Oh and another on.
Babe the Gallant Pig.
“That’ll do pig. That’ll do.”
Oh, man, yes. I’m amazed I forgot Schindler’s List. I’m pretty much a wreck through the whole movie. I remember the first time I saw it (during its initial limited engagement in theaters, before it got wide distribution). After it was over, the spouse and I (and we were by no means alone) walked out of the theater like a couple of zombies, and spent the next several minutes just wandering around the parking lot, shellshocked, before finally getting in the car and driving home.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a powerfuly movie.
Self-sacrificing heroism gets me, so yeah, Iron Giant. And while George Bailey’s ordeal in It’s A Wonderful Life doesn’t set me off, the very end does, when the whole community pours into the house with more than enough money to save him. “No man is a failure who has a friend,” indeed.
Pixar movies can get ya, but the worst for me is Monsters, Inc. Perhaps it’s because I’m a big shaggy beast myself, but, “Kitty!” just wrecks me.
The scene in **Angela’s Ashes ** when Frank licks the newspaper his uncle’s fish and chips were wrapped in is a scene that makes me sob. Sob.
Other tearjerkers: Tsotsi - when he returns the baby. The Color Purple - every other scene just about. Finding Forrester - When Forrester shows up in the classroom. Anastasia - the animated version. I was alone crying and sniffling in the theater. (Dollar theater in NY - first weekday showing - just me)
**Beauty and the Beast ** - When Belle recognises the transformed Beast. Fivel singing “Somewhere out There”.
I have so many - I’d better stop now.
Many of these already listed (Iron Giant especially, as I am a real man) and then only one not listed so far, I believe is:
Cyrano de Bergerac - (Gerard Depardieu’s version) at the very end, when he’s reciting the letter and then fights his invisible enemies in the trees and then dies. HOLY CRAP that kills me. snif
Yeah, I cry at everything. Any strong emotion, happy or sad, can just reduce me to bits of soggy mushiness.
And I refuse to watch a lot of movies twice, because of that. Million Dollar Baby? Never again. My Life? Uh-uh. Steel Magnolias? Maybe, but…nah, not very often, for sure.
And movies I won’t even consider? Schinlder’s List. Beaches. You name it–if it’s got a rep as being really sad, there’s no way.
And, GHOD, it pisses me off to cry in a movie theater!
