Movies That Made Me Cry: The Entire Thing

While there have been plenty of movies that have put me in tears as a child and as an adult, these are some that really stick in my mind as being one teary scene after another.  Some of these movies are known for specific tear-jerker scenes, like Dumbo's mom singing to him and cradling him in her trunk (another list coming...) and the death of Bambi's mother are famously heart-wrenching.  But these movies are banned from my house for the reason that I can't just skip over one scene - they are emotional in one way or another from start to finish.

Milo & Otis upset me because - well - real animals put in dangerous situations for the "entertainment" of film.  (Also: this movie was made before animal protection on movie sets was a thing...look up how many cats died in the making of this movie.  And this is just the American version.  Who knows about the much less regulated Japanese original?  Yeah.  Not so much of a kid-friendly fun adventure film, is it?  Turns out, I was right to be upset and crying and it wasn't "just a movie."

So whether it was a mouse lost in the city, a baby elephant being teased, or orphaned dinosaurs looking for a place to call home, these are movies that had the elementary-aged little me in tears for 90 minutes or so.

By the way, I haven't seen any of these movies in years because I refuse to watch them again and also? They are banned from my home.  Because.

In no particular order:


Before The Lion King,  there was:

The Land Before Time


Dumbo


An American Tail


Benji: The Hunted


And finally...

Bambi

Notice how they conveniently leave out the emotionally crippling part of the story on that fun, cute little trailer?



Shawn Says

So this conversation happened:

ME: *Sigh.  I miss having my tragus pierced.

SHAWN: 
the simpsons animated GIF

ME:.........(Suspicious.) Did you even hear what I said?

SHAWN: You said you missed having your trachea pierced - see, I listen.







Summer Fun

So in addition to the July 4, that entire week was Cherry Festival week here.  What does that mean? It means that our relatively small town suddenly has thousands upon thousands upon thousands of tourists for a week of partying, shopping, beach-going and bad driving.  A lot of the locals here hate the festival and avoid it as much as possible.  Some people love it and plan their annual vacation around it.  Me?  I'm fairly whatevery and indifferent about the whole thing.  It has both good and bad elements, like all things and mostly I just go on about my life and avoid the heavy traffic areas as much as possible.

This year, Shawn and I both had the 4th off, which is smack dab in the middle of Cherry Fest, so we hitched a ride with my Aunt & Uncle and went downtown for the afternoon to do touristy things.  We shopped a little, we got special ice cream and ate at the sidewalk table, we watched the Junior Royale parade, took tons of random pictures, paid too much for french fries and sodas, and munched on soft pretzels while watching the fireworks with some family and other random people we didn't know.  All in all, it was a good day.

Shawn is on vacation from work this week and I happened to have 3 days off work in a row, so last night (now that the Festival is over and things are calming down), we went to the bar for some drinking like we haven't done since our first date.  Mostly because we are boring people who spend our extra money on books, baseball cards and action figures rather than going out a lot.  I know cool people go to the bar a lot, but I'm just not that cool.  Sorry.



I did actually take a lot more pictures on July 4, our one day at the Cherry Festival, but many of them are either completely random crowd shots and such or else I'm in them and let's be honest here: I am not a fan of myself in photographs.  Also, I took some pics of our date night at the U&I Lounge, but since they were taken with my phone and the lights were dim, they basically turned out pretty shitty.  But know this: even with a real good buzz on, I am still a 100% geek.  Apparently not even Jack Daniels can make me cool.  *Sigh.




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