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I cried during Gran Torino.
I know. WTF right?
I'll admit, it was a sad movie. And I did feel myself getting quite down, and maybe sort of sniffly, but I had not actually planned on crying.
IT IS ALL THE FAULT OF THE PEOPLE AROUND ME.
They were mostly old and they were all freakin' crying away. The man beside me was wiping his eyes and the old woman and her friends in front of me were dabbing their eyes away with tissues. And I kept thinking that they were crying because they could identify with Clint Eastwood's character in the movie (who has a shitty son, lost his wife, does not quite know the meaning of life any longer) and of how their life at this moment might sort of parallel his (albeit in a Singaporean context). After that, the waterworks just came on.
On a happier note:
NUREYEV AND NIJINSKY. Who knew two men tangoeing could look so hot?
No..wait. Actually. I had a mental image in my mind before and I knew.
But the both of them elevated it to a whole new level entirely.
I know. WTF right?
I'll admit, it was a sad movie. And I did feel myself getting quite down, and maybe sort of sniffly, but I had not actually planned on crying.
IT IS ALL THE FAULT OF THE PEOPLE AROUND ME.
They were mostly old and they were all freakin' crying away. The man beside me was wiping his eyes and the old woman and her friends in front of me were dabbing their eyes away with tissues. And I kept thinking that they were crying because they could identify with Clint Eastwood's character in the movie (who has a shitty son, lost his wife, does not quite know the meaning of life any longer) and of how their life at this moment might sort of parallel his (albeit in a Singaporean context). After that, the waterworks just came on.
On a happier note:
NUREYEV AND NIJINSKY. Who knew two men tangoeing could look so hot?
No..wait. Actually. I had a mental image in my mind before and I knew.
But the both of them elevated it to a whole new level entirely.