Wednesday, September 24, 2014
As Tears Go By
I learned a little something this past weekend...
You see, I was puttering around dealing with the ongoing aftereffects of moving (more bookshelves arrived at the beginning of the weekend, and the nice men who put the bookshelves together arrived toward the middle, the Mister and I having decided that not trying to assemble Ikea furniture together is a central tenet of a happy marriage, so I had books to shelve). The Mister was taking advantage of some rare weekend time off (his job requiring hours of almost baroque eccentricity) and channel flipping with a pair of terriers on his lap.
After all these years, I'm afraid my taste is starting to wear off on him (don't worry - it's more than mutual, as my affection for Arab pop stars, old Egyptian movies, and the Egyptian national dish, koshari, all attest), and soon enough the surfing slowed and then finally stopped, you won't be surprised to learn, on TCM.
And within less than two minutes, a room away, I was crying my eyes out.
Yes, apparently Mrs. Miniver is some sort of trigger for me. We hadn't even come in at a particularly moving part. Greer Garson was only sparring with Lady Beldon (in regard to youthful romance, best-rose prizes, and other essentials of village life), but off I went. By the time Clem returned from Dunkirk, Vin came home, Lady Beldon gave out the prize, and bombs started falling, I was virtually incoherent with the kind of heartwarming misery that only MGM at its most primo could dish out. I've always liked the movie, but I never really noticed before just how strong an impact it has.
Even searching for an appropriate still just now had me very nearly in sniffles. And I'm really not very much of a weeper at all.
How about you? Do you have any unexpected soft spots when it comes to movies? Pop songs (I have to admit to a time when Jane Olivor's "Some Enchanted Evening" was practically Miniverian in its impact)? Other little heart-breakers?
As for me, I'm going to go sit somewhere quiet and think about Greer Garson...