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Mar 15, 2011 21:22

It's interesting how people change. I used to be able to watch really gory horror movies and not be squicked out in the slightest, I could watch the creepy ones without being too freaked out, I could watch sad movies without being particularly moved. You might get a sad face out of me or five minutes of "aw man, that was upsetting", but I would be over it pretty quickly. WHAT HAPPENED? Nowadays I have to look away from the screen if a bad injury is shown, and don't even get me started on zombie movies. Also, I watched Beneath Hill 60 earlier - I got it for my birthday but only just got round to putting it on today - and cried at two separate things. The first time was just a little bit, but then I was sobbing at the ending. I had already guessed that a particular character wouldn't survive, but the way it happened. just. asdkfjh I can't even put into words what it made me feel. I think it's worse with this kind of movie, because obviously it's based on a real story/real events. It's bad enough that a character you end up liking has to go through such terrible things, but when you think about how many thousands of people went through it for real during the two wars...

And because I'm vaguely interested in psychoanalysis, it makes me wonder why exactly I've become...more emotional, I guess. It'd be interesting to know if there was an actual reason, and not just...being old.

My eyes have been aching all afternoon, since the movie finished. (This is why crying is no fun.) I had hoped to get more reading done tonight but I don't think it's gonna happen. I feel like I could probably go to sleep right now, even though it's only 9:15. I'm trying to get A Good Woman finished before Friday so I can take a different book to read on the plane. It's an okay story, but I have to say I'm a little disappointed. I was expecting so much more of the quality of writing and it's just not happening. Considering how popular Danielle Steel's books are, I was surprised to find she seems to break pretty much every rule we were taught in our early creative writing classes at uni. Most notably: show don't tell, not to mention how she seems to make the same point over and over, just wording it slightly differently. I bet the book could be halved in size if she just said stuff once.

BUT C'EST LA VIE.

psychoanalysis, author: danielle steel, movies, books

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