Who doesn't love a good ole inappropriate response every once in a while? I sure do! And rather than out in public-- where busting out laughing over a stranger tripping on the sidewalk or bawling at the sight of a dad playing with his little kids in the park elicits, at best, disapproving stares-- I find that the cool, still darkness of movie theaters are some of the best places to work out my awkwardly misplaced emotions. Among friends and family, my tendency to cry during movies at completely unexpected moments is well-noted. My tear ducts have remained steadfastly dry during many films widely noted for their weep-worthiness: As the Titanic sank and Rose lost Jack to the abyss of the North Atlantic, I was preoccupied with the special effects-- and yeah, I guess The Notebook (see above) was pretty sad, but what really broke my heart was that all of Rachel McAdams' dresses would never be my own.

Signs of Life 2008: Best Music
Leona Naess - "All is Fair"
the everybodyfields - "Worth Keeping"
Life, Camera, Action: Movie Hopping While Rome burns
Live at Paste: Whitley


