o Joan! One thing about me: I love to cry watching tv. And I do so whenever
I can. I cried when I saw Cool Runnings, at the end, when the bob breaks
and falls over and then they get back up and carry the bob through the
finish line and the evil Swiss (I think he was Swiss, in any case he was
evil) guy starts applauding and then everyone is applauding and it's just
very tearjerking. While some of those really kitschy scenes do not do it for me anymore (thanks to the growing up and becoming wiser in at least one way), I'm still pretty sensitive. I cried at the final episode of Buffy (but that was obvious, they killed Anya - I am Anya), during a few episodes of The West Wing (especially In Excelsis Deo, which was so aimed at making people cry that it would have been a cruel and ignorant thing not to cry) and a lot more. But I have never ever been so fast so emotionally involved in a show like I am with Joan of Arcadia. Why do I make this all about crying? No, this is actually not a rhethorical
question or something, this is what I actually ask myself right now. |