Reasons Cory Cries

Add another to the list. It used to be a running joke that I was emotionless. I don't cry much, but as the years go by, I find more and more things that bring out the, as my dad used to call them, "crocodile tears." If we were talking about this several years ago, the list would have looked like this:


Reasons Why Cory Cries:

1. An episode of E.R. - Cyndi and I were watching E.R. one night and it was this episode where a mentally ill mother convinced her three children to jump out of their apartment window. They were on the 3rd floor, and the mother was convinced that people were after them. She was hallucinating and kept yelling at the kids to jump. They knew she was telling them the wrong information, but listened to her anyway. I had to walk out of the room, I had my hands clasped tightly behind my head, and I was taking deep breaths in between uncharacteristic sobs. I vowed never to watch the show again after that, and we didn't for a season or so.


2. The movie, "Click" - I'm not a huge Adam Sandler fan. In fact, I actually prefer his more serious roles over his comedy. He was underrated in "Punch Drunk Love," and gave a pretty solid performance in another overlooked film, "Reign Over Me." The premise of "Click" was pretty clever. His character is given a remote control (from Christopher Walken--that guy is always giving things to people in movies) which allows him to pause, rewind, and fast forward his life. Of course, there's always the "with great power comes great responsibility" thing with things like that. He skips over the bulk of his life, the formative years of his children, and when he realizes it's too late, he's an old, lonely man. Grab the box of tissues and let me have at them. I couldn't believe my reaction.

That was it. I didn't cry when either of the kids were born. I didn't cry at our wedding. I didn't cry when I was in the room, with my grandfather when he died. In fact, Cyndi was amazed how I wasn't really expressing any sad emotion during the grieving of his death. She even asked me, "are you sad about this?" Of course, I was sad, but I was at peace with his death. Partly because he lived a pretty full life, and partly because I was there with him when he took his last breath.

I did cry when my father died, but not really until the day after his funeral. I mean, I cried before then, but I didn't really cry, cry.

Today, I found another thing that brought me to tears. And damn it, I thought I was safe at a kid's movie. Right? Someone could have warned me that the movie, "Up" is sad as shit. I mean, come on, it's a freaking kid's movie. It's put out by DISNEY PIXAR...the same people that brought me two very delightful, and enjoyable movies, "Toy Story," and "Monster's Inc." There should be a warning label on the movie posters and on the trailers: YOU WILL BE SAD DURING THIS ENTIRE MOVIE. While I enjoyed the premise, loved the animation, and thought overall it was a very well done movie, I didn't leave there feeling better about myself. I left there sad.

Maybe I should stop watching television and going to the movies.