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I just finished watching The Green Mile. It's the 2nd time I've seen… - Speak Friend and Enter
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I just finished watching The Green Mile. It's the 2nd time I've seen it, and once again it made me cry. Twice this time, once when the wife of James Cromwell's character gets better and he cries in happiness, and once at the end - I won't say if it's out of joy or sadness in case you haven't seen it (and if you haven't, do!). Lately, crying while watching movies has been paid more attention by me. I've noticed that I've become more prone to it, and I believe the following is the reason. When I watch a scene where something immensely sorrowful or incredibly happy happens, and whether or not the character(s) are crying, I imagine myself in the place of the one impacted the most by the situation, and how I would feel. Usually it produces tears. Some movies have a bigger impact on me than others. I've stopped caring about which parts are cheesy Hollywood types that are designed to bring a torrent down the cheek and which are genuinely crafted emotional vehicles - the simple matter of transplanting myself does the trick. I've noticed as well that the sensation of crying is rather interesting. I almost want it to happen, just to feel it. Now, granted, this is vastly different than something that causes it in my own life. I'm detached from the actual situation when it deals with movies, but it produces essentially the same reaction. It's worth examining I think. I just hope I don't come off as too much of a pussy for girls to want to deal with. :)

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