There was a time when I would cry at the movies. All movies. Not that I would, but more like, I *could*. Some truly crazy instances:
- The Ugly Duckling – 6th standard. Saw the abandoned ugly duckling. Could totally relate. Cried my eyes out.
- Rio - More recently (sort of). When Blu finally learnt how to fly – was too overwhelmed with emotion!
- Kung fu Panda 2 – when he remembers his mother – was found sniffling behind my popcorn into a crumpled tissue.
- I even cried when Ross and Rachel were on a break! And of course, when the show ended.
These are just the crazy examples, but it more or less proves that not a lot does “not” make me cry. But then, I saw Rockstar. It is not often that Bollywood (of late) comes up with a movie that can impress me, but this – even thinking about it gives me goosebumps! I don’t know for how long I cried. I haven’t been able to cry at the movies ever since! I mean, I can still say “Awww” at the right moments, but that’s as far as it goes. Dry eyes, otherwise. It’s a little disturbing to be frank, cos I got the feeling that I am probably a zombie or something now…? So I asked around, did a bit of googling for some sad movies. Interestingly, both friends and Google suggested Blue Valentine. But I was more interested in Tom Hiddleston and Rachel Weisz’ film, The Deep Blue Sea (no, not the shark movie; this one’s new and it has a “the” in the beginning). Saw it. It ended. Good movie. I had dry eyes. Then Lootera released. One of its reviews stated the following line that caught my attention instantly, “Not since Rockstar has Bollywood seen such a beautiful love story.” Hmmm… watched it. Brilliant movie (the cast surprised me. I had never held them, especially her (with her Dabangg and Rowdy and all) in high regards!) But - dry eyes. Then saw Blue Valentine. Maybe I was not in the right mood that day, but I got bored and turned it off halfway. These days I have a constant smile on my face. Even when no one is cracking jokes (or talking, for that matter) It’s like, something is keeping my lips stretched perpetually. My jaws and cheeks are hurting, but I cannot tone down the smile. Is it an evil smile? Am I evil now? Is that why I don’t cry anymore? Could someone quickly list down a few sad movies? I need to feel more human and a little less zombie… Copyright Petrichor and Clouds 2013 at petrichorandclouds.blogspot.com Please do not reproduce the material published here.
