How often do you cry over a book? For me, the answer is not very often. It's not that the subject matter or wistful intensity of the book is lacking. It's just much harder to evoke tears when there is time to process the words you are reading. The impact isn't as jarring as the visual assault of a movie. Also, crying makes it very difficult to read. :) At least if you're watching a movie you can still listen and carry on with your bawling. I wonder if audio books have more of that effect.
That's not to say I've never cried while reading a book. Most recently, Loreth Ann White brought me to tears in her A DARK LURE novel. It wasn't even the romance that did me in...it was the emotional subplot.
Movies - well, movies are a different story. I'm a basket case when it comes to movies. It started early, when I was too young to even understand why I was crying. I came running into the kitchen with tears running down my face and threw myself into my dad's arms. Naturally, he asked, "What did you hurt?"
I startled to babble, "There was this dog, and he ran away...but, but, then he came BAAACK!" whahhhhhh! At which point my father learned that women, no matter what age, are very emotional. LOL
Flash forward to adulthood as I'm boarding a plane from Newark airport for a business trip. What airline in their right mind shows THE NOTEBOOK on a cross-country flight?!?! I, like the 200 people around me, wiggled my nose, tipped my head back, took a sip of my soda...all useless ploys to stop myself from crying in front of strangers. Eventually the whole damn plane gave up and we were all bawling.
What are some of the movies that do you in? Even after you've watched them once, twice, or sixteen hundred times before? I think if I even see a commercial for A WALK TO REMEMBER I'll start sobbing uncontrollably. :)
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I read one of Kristin Higgins' books, I can see the cover but can't remember the title. When the dog died...yes, I cried... on an airplane.
Oh dear. I'm not sure I want to read about the dog dying. :( Any sort of animal movies always make me cry.
Aw heck, Maureen... I cry at commercials all the time. Ticks me off. If I see someone crying, tears automatically come to my eyes. I'm not sure I can be helped.
I do the same Maureen. Seems like it's about the struggle. Making it through terrible things. I most certainly do not cry at commercial 'cause I refuse to watch them :-)
I'm like you, Marcelle. If I just 'see' someone crying, then I start in.
You are a wise woman, Rita!
I'll go with animal films. A few spots in Grandma; Lily Tomlin is funny and touching. Books--Lassie Come Home. Shows--Showboat--when Julie sings Bill.
Love is a Many Splendored Thing. Remember that? Everyone who played in it is dead by now. Anyway, that's when I cried. Way back then. We were on a teenaged date, and my husband still reminds me of it occasionally. "My God, you were sobbing out loud. Right in the middle of the theater." Yup.
Thanks so much for the mention, Maureen. It's one of the best thing an author can hear -- that they moved someone to cry :-/
Awww, Loreth, you moved me. You also make me want to go fly-fishing. :)
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