I don't cry in sad movies. I cry in happy ones.
I cried in Stuart Little, when little Stuart powered on through to win the boat race (is that even what happened? It's been a long time since I saw it.)
I was getting teary in last night's preview for 'The Impossible,' a movie about a family caught in the 2004 tsunami. It only takes a couple of bars of swelling 'reunion of loved ones'-type music to get me going.
Even inspiring blog posts can make me choke up. Like this one from Hands Free Mama, that I read just a few minutes ago.
Les Mis was amazing. The rawness of the emotion in the soliloquies blew me away. Even though I know the music very, very well, I was discovering the story all over again.
But it didn't make me cry.
I haven't seen it yet... but I'm sure it would make me cry. Until I had children I pretty much never cried in anything (apart from Anne of Green Gables, the scene where Matthew died!), but now it doesn't take much at all to get me going!
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