DISCLAIMER: This is not a series dedicated to proving men shouldn't cry, or to suggest ONLY women cry and are therefore inferior. The goal of this series is to dispel the pre-established (yet flawed) notion that being "manly" and being disconnected from your emotions go hand-in-hand. Even the most macho of men enjoy and even shed a tear at films, and the sooner we can admit that the sooner the concept that one sex is better than the other can go away. While the approach to these articles is one of light-hearted comedy, the emotional core is valid. While men might be more hesitant to admit it, movies often times have the potential to make us cry, for example:
As the weather turns warm (at least in the continent that I live in), it reminds me that we're halfway to the colder months and the holiday season that accompanies it. Personally as a February baby I love the cold months, and as a lover of movies it's even better. The networks and studios know that families have gathered together indoors, and what better distraction from the relatives you don't like than for everyone to watch a movie after dinner? If the movie is about the holidays, even better.
Some holiday movies are designed to make us emotional. It's a Wonderful Life for example, surprises no one in its ability to be sappy. I'm more interested in the comedies, the action films, stories that advertise a more light-hearted approach to festivities, and then rip the rug from under you. These films are deceptively deep and emotional, at least to me. Perhaps to you too.
Like Iron Man 3's grandfather in the family of action films occurring on Christmas but having nothing to do with it, Lethal Weapon is a man's best friend during the holidays. "But it's a Christmas movie!" you could whine, while trying to get out of watching A Christmas Story for the twelfth time that week. No matter how many heroin-dealing Vietnam vets that Riggs kills, it's the emotional toll that hits the hardest.
Martin Riggs is always remembered as a loose cannon who is just so crazy that he's the perfect detective to save suicidal jumpers, fight cocaine-slinging Christmas tree dealers, and foil the master plans of Gary Busey ... um ... yeah. But all that crazy isn't mere bravado; Martin holds a gold medal in Tortured Hero Complex. He reveals to his brand new partner that he was killing people in Vietnam from age 18, and that it was the only genuine talent he's ever had. That's an incredibly messed up perspective to have to live with. But add on top of that his wife's recent death, causing him to pick a shiny new hollowpoint 9mm bullet and load it into his gun every night with the full intent to off himself while Bugs Bunny sings Christmas carols in the background. Scratch the gold medal, this man is the saddest person on the face of the Earth ... and on Christmas.