Lets talk about crying.
God knows I love it.
I have written essays about movies and made playlists for you just about crying, that’s how much I love it.
Nothing like letting a good tearfall rip.
Having said that- I hate “The Notebook” and “A walk to remember” makes me want to gag.
Having said that- “Nights in Rodanthe” (also based on a Nicholas Sparks novel)
THE PREVIEW looked amazing.
AMAZING.
Every movie I (or my assorted female friends) saw in the last 3 months had the goddamn preview shown before it, and we held hands every time Diane Lane and Richard Gere hugged.
We were ready.
The movie opened Friday and we collectively ran to see it Monday after work.
Snacks in hand, a pile of tissues on our side, hopeful smiles all around.
Someone even said “Oh man, I am so ready to cry. So, so ready to cry”.
And then- we didn’t.
Now-it is not that we expected this movie to be good. We didn’t.
We expected it to be GOOD FOR CRYING.
And it failed to deliver.
I will spare you the details of the story (it does involve: love, disappointment, renewed hope and hope crushed, as all Sparks novels do) but lets just be said that we mainly laughed (aside from the Scott Glenn (whom you probably remember as Jodie Foster’s boss in “Silence of the Lambs”) scenes who, let me tell you, went for the jugular and within the 10 minutes of his alloted screen time - delivered.
The rest of the time-WE LAUGHED.
We laughed as Richard and Diane courted.
We laughed as they awkwardly danced.
We laughed as they hooked up.
We laughed as they proclaimed love and wrote letters and …. we almost laughed as the inevitable happened (it is a Nicholas Sparks novel, the man dared kill Mandy Moore, you KNOW what is inevitable)
We laughed.
The whole theatre did.
AND WE WERE THERE TO CRY.
CRY HARD TOO.
We then left, I checked my text messages, and responded to a “What’s up” with a “Just saw Nights in Rodanthe”. The text message back was: “Good God, that looked awful. Why?”
And I could not respond.
Don’t go.
Just rent one of these instead or rewatch the vice-presidential debate.
i would just like to say that when me and my friends want to cry the notebook and a walk to remember are our goto movies. how can anyone not cry during those?
i also cry during when harry met sally. man, i love meg ryan.
October 3, 2008 at 2:19 pmThis is sooooo gaaaay.
October 3, 2008 at 3:02 pmi secretly watch when harry met sally as my “feel good” movie. i got addicted during a harry met sally marathon on some channel when i had mono in high school. it was that or the sleepless in seattle marathon.
October 3, 2008 at 3:23 pmremove the word “secretly” from the above post.
October 3, 2008 at 3:23 pmi’m pretty sure i cried at the end of “be kind, rewind” it was touching damnit
October 3, 2008 at 3:50 pmThe Other Side of the Mountain
October 5, 2008 at 8:41 pm
Dude, the notebook is soooo gay.
October 3, 2008 at 11:25 am