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I went and saw Monsters University today with Cory. I will not spoil the film, but I will say that I enjoyed it, and found its messages relevant, important, and refreshing. I can easily recommend it.
I will spoil a little of the short film before the movie which was not only technically impressive (the textures and liquid dynamics were incredible) but got me crying. Now, mind you, this is no longer hard. There were days when I was incapable of crying, even when I wanted to, but after years of therapy that is thankfully no longer the case. Although, to this day, I hate crying. Particularly in theaters. At kids films. But it’s usually kids films that are the most likely to make me cry. It was not the romantic bit that got me, (in that regard, it didn’t have anything on Paperman) but there is a section where the main character gets in trouble, and the bystanders, perhaps even strangers, do everything in their power to help this poor fellow. They use all their skills and in some cases sacrifice themselves (one leaped into traffic) because they are able to endure what the main character cannot. That these people would be so aware of a stranger in need, and go to such lengths to assist, if for no reason than they had shared a passing shared joy in the rain a few moments before, was what started the tears.
I could not help but think of those that have helped me, something I continue to find baffling. I do not generally understand kindness. I was not raised to expect it, and I think it will surprise me until the day I die. I cannot comprehend the encouragement from my color-blockers, that help make the comic you read today and every day possible. I am still amazed by the generosity people showed in the Kickstarter, and deeply hope that the books that have been arriving at their homes these past weeks have pleased them. I wonder at the lovely people that visit me at conventions, often multiple times through the weekends, to share their good cheer or introduce a friend to me and my work. Each and every one of you is a marvel. And while I do not understand what I have done to deserve your affection and assistance, I am grateful beyond measure, and think of you often. Thank you, and I hope there are many in your life that show you kindness as great as that which you have chosen to share with me.
Do you ever cry at movies? What catches you?