WHAT!?!??! Two pages of teary moments in manly man movies and ONLY ONE MENTION OF LEON? You people are hopeless I need me a better arts message board (jk you lot just need to catch up on your Luc Besson). Speaking of comrade Besson here is two more for ya:
Le Femme Nikita (the real one) the embassy show down where the cleaner keeps on going until what seems like well after his heart stops beating, and in the end where Nikita has to leave her boyfriend, gets me everytime.
5th element the part where Leeloo gets completely dissillusioned with the human race for what they do to life and almost doesn’t save the world.
Last but not least I know I’m gonna get stones thrown at me for this but what about Starship Troopers where the bugs kill Johnny’s girlfriend? I thought it was very said.
Faldureon runs off dodging rocks and thinking it could have been worse
Lemme also add I 100% agree with everyone who bashed Lamelord or whatever his nick for a most unacceptable definition of manly movies in the history of manly movies.
Yeah, there was one scene mentioned, but the whole movie is up there. No one can doubt that that one is a guy movie, but I end up clearing my throat a lot during it.
I have to go with the majority. Iron Giant is a man movie, for the reasons others have mentioned, and that the kids’ mom was a hottie. Animation with hotties automatically qualifies it for man-movie status.
How about the end of The Paths of Glory with the German girl and the soliders? That scene always sends a chill down my spine. If anyone knows the English translation of that song could you tell me?
My husband cries like a little girl during the Bill Pullman as President speech in Independence Day. Also in the beginning sequence of Saving Private Ryan.
He also bawled through most of Miracle. Two parts especially are when the coach asks the team to stop and listen when the crowd is chanting “USA! USA” and of course the famous “Do you believe in miracles?”
I guess those are treading into “emotional” as opposed to “sad” but I’ve never seen a man weep like my husband during man movies. Then he farts and tries to grope me to prove he’s not a big puss.
The thing about The Iron Giant is that if we try to claim that it is a man movie, we are in some sense denying the right of women to enjoy it. It isn’t a Man Movie or a Chick Flick, it’s a brilliant modern fairy tale with universal appeal to anyone with a shred of human feeling.
Or for that matter, the Futurama episode “Jurassic Bark”. The ending bit with the scenes of Fry’s poor dog waiting for him to come home for YEARS got me good.
I almost got punched for laughing out loud during that scene in the theater. Some big happy fun blockbusters (Indepence Day, for one) I can just relax and enjoy. But Armageddon, from (as The Onion calls him) producer-and-antiChrist Jerry Bruckheimer, just took itself way too seriously, and all I could do was scorn it.