What's embarassing about crying in a dark room where no one is looking at you because they all paid good money to look at what's on the giant lighted screen?
It's a personal perception thing. I like being in control, even among strangers. And I become blotchy face.
My officemate (when he was laid off) was all concerned because a) I got all teary and b) I ran away then. I know my weaknesses. I didn't want to burden him with MY emotions, but I did anyway. Hell, he's still worrying about me. And I didn't mean to do that. It's just my reaction. While I'm glad he know how much I miss him, I don't wish that he worry about me, fergawdsake. I'm still getting paid.
I think, for me, it is about worthwhile sympathy. If I don't deserve it, ignore my face.
but you guys presuppose WAY more interest in you from strangers than I ever run into.
It doesn't actually stop me from going to movies or crying in them. Also, it is most often the people that I'm with that I don't like watching me cry. Lame, perhaps, but still true. (Especially since I look to see whether they are. I'm twelve. Whatever.) Don't care so much about strangers, and I assume they don't care so much about me.
Yeah but some cry-y movies, Like
Crouching Tiger
or this Cowboy Love thing really need to be seen in a theatre because they are composed to be seen on a huge, overwhelming screen and you lose out on that amazing visual experience if you wait and see it at home. It seems worthwile to learn to not give shit (not about crying in public, only about crying in movies) in order to have access to that beauty.
The staff played "No Woman No Cry" for me.
Oh, that's funny. (Er, it was funny by then, right?)
I don't cry in movies. Bareback mountain just looks pretty to me.
Oh, that's funny. (Er, it was funny by then, right?)
Oh, it was funny at the time. They had been playing all Spanish music, and we were the only people in the restaurant, AND I could tell I was insane.
This Cowboy Love thing
I think this is how I'm going to refer to Brokeback Mountain forever.
I might wait to see it on DVD because that's how I most enjoy movies.
I don't worry about crying or laughing or swooning in front of strangers, but I do pick and choose which friends I go to certain kinds of movies with to avoid them harshing my mellow.
it's not a worry about what other people think for me, and in fact I've had people tease me for not crying. I just don't cry in movies. Don't know why.
