Art That's Made You Cry...
Things that are so poor that they mist up your eyes do not count.
Films, photographs, paintings, melodies, ballads, songs, novels, poetry, lyrics, drawings, whatever... what pieces of art has made you cry? Or, at the very least, given you a profoundly beautiful feeling inside. And why?
I'm not a manly man at all, I'll go.
Eternal Sunshine - it's my favorite film. It was given to me by my ex-girlfriend wrapped in tin foil with a note attached that said, "I want us to be just like this". I watched it the first time and, after it ended, I didn't really like it. Hated the end, especially. I called my girlfriend back and asked her what the hell. They fought so much, and it was depressing, I said. Why? Why should we be like that? She said she didn't see it that way. Eventually I hung up, and then I watched the film again, all the way through. The second time, I realized just what she meant... the first time around I had liked the gorgeous scenes of the memories, but I was disappointed in the end. After seeing it again though, it took on a whole new meaning. I completely turned around. I cried at least twice, I think. It was beautiful. It became my favorite film from then on.
Everclear - Songs from An American Movie, Pt. 1: the song. lyrics are about the singer, Art Alexakis, who can't see his young daughter much anymore because of his divorce. Some lines from the chorus include, "I sit alone in the backyard, wishing I could be inside/Just the sound of my little girl's laughing/Makes me happy just to be alive". It's touching, really...
I don't think I'm the only one this sensitive and womanly. There are probably hundreds more just that I can think of. As you guys and ladies think of something, contribute please!
This chick that I met said he hasn't cried since she was eight. It has no become my mission to make her openly weep in public as I stand above her laughing evilly while it rains and lightening flashes in the background.
It's gonna take some work.
A man chooses. A slave obeys.
Punch her in the nose.
When i was reading Dostoevsky's The Idiot, the introduction mentions how he used to sit and stare at this one painting when he was writing it. Just the way it describes how absorbed he got into it was pretty fascinating and so I did a google search for it and I gotta say it's the only time I've ever seen a work and got that feeling being hit in the stomach.
Anyways, didn't make me cry but it did make me feel something powerful.
here's a link, Hans Holbien's Dead Christ In The Tomb:
http://spaceandculturereadinggroup.googlepages.com/holbein8.JPG
This just reminded I have to go to my scholsl A.P. Art show tonight. a Bunch of my friends are in it, and then I think we're going out to dinner. I doubt any of the highschool art will make anyone cry however.
Bill Viola's Emergence. it's a slow motion video. It didn't make me cry but as nate said, it stirred up some emotions when i watched it. the description is below:
Two women are seen sitting on either side of a marble cistern in a small courtyard. They wait patiently in silence, only occasionally acknowledging each other's presence. Time becomes suspended and indeterminate, the purpose and destination of their actions unknown. Their vigil is suddenly interrupted by a premonition. The younger woman abruptly turns and stares at the cistern. She watches in disbelief as a young man's head appears, and then his body rises up, spilling water over the sides and out onto the base and the courtyard floor. The cascading water catches the older woman's attention, and she turns to witness the miraculous event. She stands up, drawn by the young man's rising presence. The younger woman grasps his arm and caresses it as if greeting a lost lover. When the young man's pale body reaches its fullest extension, he totters and falls. The older woman catches him in her arms, and with the help of the younger woman, they struggle to lower him gently to the ground. Lying prone and lifeless, he is covered by a cloth. Cradling his head on her knees, the older woman finally breaks down in tears as the younger woman, overcome with emotion, tenderly embraces his body.
oh I cry at everything. I am such a girl.
[Quote=RainbowGuy]LIAR![/Quote]
Yes, I am.
Alright, last time "art" made me cry was probably when I read The Wedding. I read the thing in one sitting in a hospital when at a time when I thought something very bad was going to happen. So reading about that guy's failing marriage destroyed me in a way I had not been destroyed in a very long time. The tears lasted days (no kidding). About a week later I watched The Notebook. I thought it wasn't anything special, but then again, I think I'd run out of eye juice.
oh I cry at everything. I am such a girl.
me too... me too.
I watched The Virgin Suicides alone... I cried when Kirsten Dunst was left in the football field after she opened herself for the first time to a guy. I was like "OH GODZ NO, JOSH HARTNETT HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO HER!"
This was two years ago. I was nineteen.
A poem by W.B. Yates got me good, didn't cry but was profoundly moved as it was relevant to feelings I was having. I think the title is He wish's for the cloths of heaven.
There are no pacts between lions and men.
The Diving Bell and the Butterfly had me on the verge of tears.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GQNpEET9WqQ
by the way, you just paste the link of the youtube video in the thread... not the embed code... that's what fucks these threads up. so if you read this, please just edit your post and paste the link instead to fix it.
I cried in Pokémon: The First Movie.
the last time i cried was when i read crime and punishment for the first time a few years ago. cried twice during that book
but nothing matches air bud
someone else that appreciates the air bud!
A movie that always made me cry as a child, I can't remember the name, but it was about these three pets who have to travel cross-country to get home to their child owners. There was Shadow, the golden retriever, owned by the oldest son. Then there was Sassy, the cat, owned by the daughter, and then Lucky, I think he was a boxer, owned by the younger son. Got me going every time.
Homeward Bound. I have like, three versions of that bitch.
The part in The Fox And The Hound where the old lady dumps Tod in the wilderness for his own good or something.... I never forgave her.
beauty and the beast got me too. gaston was such a dick.
i feel like this thread could easily become a 'remember your childhood' thread
Homeward Bound. I have like, three versions of that bitch.
The part in The Fox And The Hound where the old lady dumps Tod in the wilderness for his own good or something.... I never forgave her.
me neither. it was on tv two months ago while i was in my apartment. i watched it.
and yeah, I probably teared up as a kid when Shadow fell into the pit but still managed to limp his way up that hill.
Homeward Bound. I have like, three versions of that bitch.
and yeah, I probably teared up as a kid when Shadow fell into the pit but still managed to limp his way up that hill.
Yes. My eyes are misting up at the memory.
I even bawled my eyes out watching Cocoon yesterday.
I even bawled my eyes out watching Cocoon yesterday.
wow. you, madame, have outdone us all.
I've probably cried over worse. I've never seen Cocoon, though, so I can't say for sure... I think I remember during one of the Lord of the Rings, though. There are other embarassing ones, I know there are! I just can't think of them.
I might be worse than Alex.
i cried at the end of Boyz in the Hood
i cried at the end of Boyz in the Hood
still got love for the streets?
Still saying mutha fuck the police.
I dont cry, I tear up.
I don't cry.