The Crying Game (1992)

9/10 – Grilled Seal of Approval


Merry, merry, merry Christmas! And what better way to celebrate Christ or presents or good ole’ fashioned drunken holiday adventures than with The Crying Game. I avoided this film for a long time because I already knew about THE TWIST, but, of course, a good movie is a good movie regardless if a Twist or two are revealed. And because I know now know, I think I shall reveal the twist: there’s a bomb that randomly explodes that kills everyone at the end. Haha just kidding, that’s not the twist! Or is it? Welllllll you’ll have to find out.

I like to play the crying game as well, but since it’s really difficult for me to cry I am generally unsuccessful. How unfortunate! One of the most amazing things is connecting so deeply to a film that tears – TEARS – will actually stream out. As a child, I was, well how can I put this gently… well, I was a bit of a bitch. I was a crier. Now… not so much. I think I ran out of tears somewhere, maybe I cut that part out of me and left it back in my younger years, maybe it just died somewhere. I don’t know. I do know it isn’t very easy for me to shed tears to a film. The list is as follows:

It’s a Wonderful Life – A few droplets or at least some watery-ness was witnessed, but not much more, and, sadly none during subsequent viewings.

The Diving Bell and the Butterfly  – A beautiful, beautiful film and definitely the source of a few strands of liquidy excess, but again, none at all – not a drop – upon subsequent viewings. And speaking of The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, if you haven’t seen it, read nothing about it. Just go find it. Watch it. God damn, if you don’t cry during this movie you are STONE! STONE!!!


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