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things that still make me cry ridiculously
(a)...end of Titanic. Right, I know, I'm just a prostitute for the entire industrial-entertainment conglomeration that runs the world and Leonardo di Caprio is the antiChrist, but I. Don't. Care. Watching large ships go down while musicians keep playing and all those people dying? I get a flat thirty minutes of pretty much relentless crying.
Moments that are the whimperiest.
Old people in bed, waiting for the water.
Two kids in bed, waiting for the water.
Captain with his steering wheel, waiting for the water.
Musicians playing, waiting for the water.
You see a theme here?
Though there's this one unintentionally, I'm sure, break-moment where this lady slides on her stomach ALL the way down the Titanic's deck and instead of weeping for her death, I stop and wonder how many splinters she got in her stomach and how uncomfortable that must be right before going on to a watery grave. It's bad enough to drown in freezing water, but imagine all that salt water in those open cuts, stinging! *shivers*
(b) Armageddon. I'll say it before, I'll say it again. The eternal love of Bruce Willis and Ben Affleck's characters is liken unto Romeo and Juliet, but without everyone dying and a lot less in the way of sex. If that entire death thing wasn't hanging over my head, I'd be all over them. Stupid reservations regarding undead sex. Bah. That entire damn movie is a river of woe for me. From the second they start boarding the ship until Bruce dies in a flare of white.
(c) Tarzan, Disney version. I don't even want to hear it. The song and the parents building their little house--gets me EVERY time. I'd blame Elton John and hormones, but I've watched it too many times to keep that kind of excuse on hand. And the mommy ape! Come ON.
(d) Pearl Harbor -- see, prostitute for the entertainment industry, I am totally their market. But all those people banging to get out of the ships? Roosevelt standing up to make the speech at the table? Gah. Hurts.
(e) Anytime I re-read Winston Churchill's speech regarding how England wouldn't ever give up during WW II, and the really embarassing part is, that one happened the first time in class, which got me no points with anyone.
(f) Buffy fifth season finale. Spike's expression. Buffy's speech while falling. This perfect second when you give up and let go. Last ten minutes, I and the kleenex are one. Still does it to me, even now. I was still crying on AIM while chatting with Lena.
(g) Smallville, Ryan dying by inches in that bed.
(h) End of Darkstar's "Save the Last Dance for Me". Every. Fucking. Time. You'd think by now I'd be desensitized, but oh no. Dammit.
There, I've embarssed myself enough for one day.
Rec Correction
Maps and Legends, the wonderfulness that I was assured is finished and being polished AS WE SPEAK, is by Rachel Anton and Laura Blaurosen. My apologies. My only excuse is that I was so desperately grateful for readability I dind't pay attention to, you know, the authors.
To The Siamese Twins, I'm fixing that thing with the link, I swear. See below for explanation on why I haven't yet. *hugs* I'm so sorry.
Bored Out of My Mind
I considered redesigning my webpage again, but then I forgot the new password for the main directory, and I hate editing in WS_FTP. It hates me and also adds little blocks everywhere and everything is in a big paragraph instead of being spaced out correctly. Hate that. And I have actual editing to do! I do!
*sighs* However, I can still uplaod and download without trauma, so....

By the Siamese Twins, who seriously, just LOOK at it. I'm mulling putting it up as my new background or something. Because--whoa. Just whoa all around here.
*lovelovelove*
Recs
I'm still working out the good/bad manners of vid reccing. Feel free to tell me to take it down if you're just terribly uncomfortable.
66 by sisabet. If I could literally boil down everythign I love about QaF into less than five minutes of images, this is what I'd use. It's fantastic.
Battleflag by sisabet. Again. See above.
Fast As You Can by
silviakundera. Yep. Took me two days to make it download and my computer cooperate, and I won't waste energy explaining my hatred of my monitor for making everything os damn dark, because completely worth it.
Keep Me by
silviakundera I want this song, dammit. Must look. Pretty. The cuddliness is unending.
Eleventh Hour by Mesa. I could swear I read it before it was recced by someone here, but I cant' be sure, and it was good, good, good. Love Justin. Just love him.
isilya gets creative as hell. Justin is thinking along with Michael. Short, sweet, and *true*. Hurts. I'm okay with that.
Whining
Slowly but surely, I'm trying to work my way through Across the Pond. I have a system to keep the trauma to a minimum. If the summary tells me the plotline and ending, I skip. If there is any kind of virtual giggling, I skip. If the title makes me roll my eyes, I skip. Basically, my MO in the SSA and Level_Three.
Now, that's level one sorting. Level two is usually where I get trapped and frantic, because once I start reading? Can't stop. Train wreck in progress? Can't stop. Turns suddenly Brian/Michael with rugrats and a picket fence and pet dog unexpectedly? Can't stop. Have to read to the bitter, bitter, bitter end, and this could be (i) on 'things that make me cry ridiculously'.
And by the way? Nestle Treasures? The way to enlightenment. Especially the coconut ones. I at least ten pieces further into enlightened *right now*.
Hmm. I need to make more icons. Soon.
Moments that are the whimperiest.
Old people in bed, waiting for the water.
Two kids in bed, waiting for the water.
Captain with his steering wheel, waiting for the water.
Musicians playing, waiting for the water.
You see a theme here?
Though there's this one unintentionally, I'm sure, break-moment where this lady slides on her stomach ALL the way down the Titanic's deck and instead of weeping for her death, I stop and wonder how many splinters she got in her stomach and how uncomfortable that must be right before going on to a watery grave. It's bad enough to drown in freezing water, but imagine all that salt water in those open cuts, stinging! *shivers*
(b) Armageddon. I'll say it before, I'll say it again. The eternal love of Bruce Willis and Ben Affleck's characters is liken unto Romeo and Juliet, but without everyone dying and a lot less in the way of sex. If that entire death thing wasn't hanging over my head, I'd be all over them. Stupid reservations regarding undead sex. Bah. That entire damn movie is a river of woe for me. From the second they start boarding the ship until Bruce dies in a flare of white.
(c) Tarzan, Disney version. I don't even want to hear it. The song and the parents building their little house--gets me EVERY time. I'd blame Elton John and hormones, but I've watched it too many times to keep that kind of excuse on hand. And the mommy ape! Come ON.
(d) Pearl Harbor -- see, prostitute for the entertainment industry, I am totally their market. But all those people banging to get out of the ships? Roosevelt standing up to make the speech at the table? Gah. Hurts.
(e) Anytime I re-read Winston Churchill's speech regarding how England wouldn't ever give up during WW II, and the really embarassing part is, that one happened the first time in class, which got me no points with anyone.
(f) Buffy fifth season finale. Spike's expression. Buffy's speech while falling. This perfect second when you give up and let go. Last ten minutes, I and the kleenex are one. Still does it to me, even now. I was still crying on AIM while chatting with Lena.
(g) Smallville, Ryan dying by inches in that bed.
(h) End of Darkstar's "Save the Last Dance for Me". Every. Fucking. Time. You'd think by now I'd be desensitized, but oh no. Dammit.
There, I've embarssed myself enough for one day.
Rec Correction
Maps and Legends, the wonderfulness that I was assured is finished and being polished AS WE SPEAK, is by Rachel Anton and Laura Blaurosen. My apologies. My only excuse is that I was so desperately grateful for readability I dind't pay attention to, you know, the authors.
To The Siamese Twins, I'm fixing that thing with the link, I swear. See below for explanation on why I haven't yet. *hugs* I'm so sorry.
Bored Out of My Mind
I considered redesigning my webpage again, but then I forgot the new password for the main directory, and I hate editing in WS_FTP. It hates me and also adds little blocks everywhere and everything is in a big paragraph instead of being spaced out correctly. Hate that. And I have actual editing to do! I do!
*sighs* However, I can still uplaod and download without trauma, so....

By the Siamese Twins, who seriously, just LOOK at it. I'm mulling putting it up as my new background or something. Because--whoa. Just whoa all around here.
*lovelovelove*
Recs
I'm still working out the good/bad manners of vid reccing. Feel free to tell me to take it down if you're just terribly uncomfortable.
66 by sisabet. If I could literally boil down everythign I love about QaF into less than five minutes of images, this is what I'd use. It's fantastic.
Battleflag by sisabet. Again. See above.
Fast As You Can by
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Keep Me by
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Eleventh Hour by Mesa. I could swear I read it before it was recced by someone here, but I cant' be sure, and it was good, good, good. Love Justin. Just love him.
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Whining
Slowly but surely, I'm trying to work my way through Across the Pond. I have a system to keep the trauma to a minimum. If the summary tells me the plotline and ending, I skip. If there is any kind of virtual giggling, I skip. If the title makes me roll my eyes, I skip. Basically, my MO in the SSA and Level_Three.
Now, that's level one sorting. Level two is usually where I get trapped and frantic, because once I start reading? Can't stop. Train wreck in progress? Can't stop. Turns suddenly Brian/Michael with rugrats and a picket fence and pet dog unexpectedly? Can't stop. Have to read to the bitter, bitter, bitter end, and this could be (i) on 'things that make me cry ridiculously'.
And by the way? Nestle Treasures? The way to enlightenment. Especially the coconut ones. I at least ten pieces further into enlightened *right now*.
Hmm. I need to make more icons. Soon.
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Oh, the cover: beautiful. No more words to spoil it.
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And yes, that cover. *nod* I'm in awe.
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I mean, propeller. Sharp instruments. And little pieces....
*shivers*
That's just a sucky way to go. I mean, think about his afterlife and explaing this one. I mean, ther'es that endless kind of romatnicism in saying you went down with the Titanic, but man, it has to take off the gloss when you explain you and the propeller made acquaintance first, you know?
I really, really need to stop thinking about these things so much.
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I just emailed you The Language of Love, by Wren, in MS Word format. I think you'll like this one. It will be at ATP but Calysta has been updating slowly over there.
jaymalea
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*huge hugs*
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So does Charlotte's Web. Every. Damn. Time.
But don't tell anyone, K? I've got a reputation to uphold of being a stoic, uncaring bitch.
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She's all--and the pig--and the babies...
*sniffles*
And they make CHILDREN read this!
*more sniffling*
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And... and... she dies all a-alone at the fair, f-f-forgotten in the corner of the pen. An-and all her children LEAVE him after he had taken care of them all that time, and carried them in his mouth and EVERYTHING! Huhuhuuuu...
*cries*
*wipes face with sleeve*
Don't even get me started on Watership Down, man. It's a bloodbath.
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Old people in bed, waiting for the water.
Two kids in bed, waiting for the water.
These two scenes got to me too, especially the scene with the mother and knowing she's going to have to watch her children die.
But shortly thereafter there's a scene where someone falls off the back of the ship and bounces off the propeller which is sticking out of the water. I swear the sound resonated in the theater when I saw it. And it made me giggle. God help me for being morbid, but it saved me from being a total basketcase at the end.
I was doing pretty good until the very, very end of the film, when they were showing the pictures of things Rose had done. A woman behind me started sobbing about Rose havng kept her promise to Jack, and I lost it, which for some reason made me mad.
In my family, we deal with emotional stuff with our incredible macbe sense of humor, which tends to get me in trouble.
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I hate to admit it, but watching Jack die was *hard*. And Rose doing that "Rose Dawson" thing. I'm a romantic. I get sniffly just thinking about it.
And yep, that ending in the ship with all the people and Jack waiting....
*sniffles hard*
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Harry! *weeps*
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*sniffles* I still hurt thinking about it. I could barely hear him screaming Harry's name I was crying so hard the first time. And teh second. Helpfully, i had tissue ready the third.
And that goodbye. And that explosion. And that...
Yep. Like that. God, I get sniffly just remembering.
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*grins* We should have a support group or something.
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Wha?? Bruce dies?!?
Roosevelt standing up to make the speech at the table?
Wha?? Roosevelt stands!!??
Buffy's speech while falling
Wha?? Buffy falls?!?
Watching large ships go down
Wha?? The Titanic sinks?!!
Now I feel just terminally spoiled forever.
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WE WON WW II!
*evil insane cackling* *coughs* *insane giggling* *better*
Now I have totally destroyed Pearl Harbor for you forever and ever. My evil plan is totally in motion!
*looks for other shows to spoil*
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BWAAA HAAA HAAA!!!!
Okay. *wipes tears from eyes* Whew! That was good...
Now I forgot what I was gonna say.
Oh! Okay. Now I remember.
See Grave of the Fireflies for another tearjerker.
As for Titanic -- honey, I have seen every film version of that story ever made, and EVERY TIME I hear "Nearer My God to Thee," I LOSE it. Niagra Falls.
I can't watch Life as a House, either, because I saw it the day I found out my friend Frank died from cancer. Our nickname for him was "Kev" because he looked like Kevin Kline (who stars in LaaH).
I always cry at the end of The Killing Fields when Hang S Ngor leaps into Sam Waterson's arms. And don't even show me Shindler's List or Philadelphia. I saw them once each, and that's all I could take. When I sit there sobbing to the point of asthma attack -- forget it.
And the end of Gorillas in the Mist with the graves. And just the music alone from The Razor's Edge (the Bill Murray version). WAAAAAH!
Okay...somebody please pass the Kleenex....
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*sighs* That one. Yeah.
*adds Graves of the Fireflies and Gorillas in the Mist to list* Okay, that's masochistic of me. *sniffles in prep*
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I can think of a few more, but those are the big ones for me.
World War II things get me every time though. There was a book of telegraphed letters between Roosevelt and Churchill and I kept crying throughout it. It just all felt so huge to me. Political speeches are great for that feeling, and I'm completely with you on Churchill.
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Braveheart. That part hurt *so* much, and that betrayal, and all those flashes between everyone. I will not break down just thinking. I will not break down just thinking. I will *not*....
Oh damn. *Grr*
Book Title
*will ignore Braveheart mention, will ignore Braveheart mention...*
Title of the book is "Roosevelt and Churchill: Their Secret Wartime Correspondence", Edited by Francis L. Loewenheim, Harold D. Langley and Manfred Jonas.
I devoured this whole book and the conclusion--it kind of crept up on me. The December 1941 entries are incredibly chilling, and the September 1939 to October 1942 segments are absolutely terrific for any historian and/or political scientist.
Um--if you'd reply to this comment so I know LJ sent *you* the comment, that'd be great, otherwise I'll e-mail you the title since it's a not-very well known book but eminently worth the read, all seven hundred pages of it.
Re: Book Title
*hugs* Thanks for the title! I have to find that. It sounds amazing.
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And I started crying the minute the iceberg hit in Titanic. All those people! Oh my god! And the kids, and the mother and gah - Leonardo dying was nothing as to my trauma over the unnamed passengers. But then, at the end, when he meets Rose and takes her hand and the credits start? The man next to me was giving me strange looks as he pushed past my insensate form. The last hour was one big tear-fest.
Have you ever seen The Fox and the Hound? I saw it in the theaters as a child and sobbed my way through the closing credits and the walk to the car. People were giving my mother dirty looks as she led me through the parking lot. Just the thought of that last, wistful "we'll always be friends forever" still makes me sniffly.
I sobbed at the end of Chosen too - Buffy's smile and the thought that she wouldn't have to carry this huge burden alone anymore opened the waterworks bigtime.
I'm a sap, I know it.
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And WWII things--this huge struggle between an absolute evil and good, and yep. I used to just sit there and try to imagine what it must have been like when he was writing that speech in Britain, the daily fear, the *blitzkrieg*, and all those little planes that weren't as advanced as the German ones flying out like they weren't outclassed, because this was their country and it was something they had to do.
Okay, writing that paragraph made me start blinking hard.
*curls up*
You know, I have seen Fox and the Hound, and I need to get it for Child--it's faded hugely from my memory. Oh! And Old Yeller! That one STILL kills me. And Of Mice and Men, the latest version. Reading the book made me ache, but watching it just cut me to pieces. In class, no less.
*curls up tighter*
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Also, I respect you for being willing to cop at crying during Armageddon, man. *grins*
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The eternal, until-then-unspoken love ripped apart before it even began so Harry could go off and save the world? With Ben's character screaming his love behind him? In that elevator, his oxygen tank destroyed so he can't even follow?
I crack up when they pick *straws* now.
*grins* What's your movie weakness? Tell.
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Of course, that was also my Time of Nervous Breakdown my freshman year in college, too, so. Kind of hard to judge.
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Rai
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*sighs* Dammit, all this running for OC! Everyone is! *shocky*
welcome back, honey!
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You MUST get the acoustic version! That's the one I used in the vid, and by far the prettiest. *swoons*
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