OK we've had threads going back at least 15 years about those times when there isn't enough Kleenex in the joint. I'm talking about holy-cow-no-matter-how-many-times-I-still-lose-it-glad-no-one's-seeing-this moments.
Been having a grand time compiling clips with stellar opening credits and stellar closing shots when the film and the music and the film music and/or the song are just plain oh so right. So here's another thread of a different color and trouper that I am...aw heck:
Near enough any moment of Bernard Herrmann's The Ghost and Mrs. Muir. It doesn't wring the tears blatantly, but an air of beauteous melancholy hangs over it that can catch you unawares if you're in that kind of mood.
Now you've done it. I went to a pair of Yankees spring training games just last week. Right now I'm thinking of that hellaciously moving moment near the end of Pride Of The Yankees when the young man calls out "Mr. Gehrig" and says he's the kid for whom the slugger popped a couple homers some years back. The clip's nowhere to be found but...oh crap...where's that box of tissues...
There is a pattern emerging to the items I've selected. It's undeniable. Quite surprising, really. Maybe not. Before going further, it has something to do with my reaction to this track after purchasing the CD way back when. It destroyed me LOL--
What with all the wonderful contributions to this thread it was only a matter of time before the inner Iotian kicked in. So in the last couple of days I've picked up King's Row, The Impossible and Pride Of The Yankees. That should tide me over the weekend. Spoilers (and tear ducts) be damned, full speed ahead!
Howard, enjoy your moviethon! I am sure you already know the music from Kings Row and Pride Of The Yankees. Turn your ears on to the gorgeous music in The Impossible by a much newer composer.
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