I re-watched this show again. Always love the show, and the song is touching too! I always cry whenever I watch this show, and whenever the song comes up! Alright, I am getting into another drippy sappy mood, but what can be sadder than a twenty-year love affair which ended in a disaster at the end?
Perhaps due to the disaster, there could be closure since they would really be together. I have always wondered if they would like to keep up their relationship, or just end it all together. After the car overturned, he was still holding on to her before he died himself. That is such a beautiful scene!
Somehow I get reminded of this song by Sue Thompson :
He said he had to work so I went to the show alone
They turned down the lights and turned the projector on
And just as the news of the world started to begin
I saw my darling and my best friend walk in
Though I was sitting there they didn't see
And so they sat right down in front of me
When he kissed her lips I almost died
And in the middle of the color cartoon I started to cry
Oh-oh-oh sa-a-a-d movies always make me cry
Oh-oh-oh sa-a-a-d movies always make me cry
And so I got up and slowly walked on home
And Mama saw the tears and said what's wrong
And so to keep from telling a lie
I just said sa-a-a-d movies make me cry
Oh-oh-oh sa-a-a-d movies always make me cry
Oh-oh-oh sa-a-a-d movies always make me cry
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Sa-a-a-d movies make me cry-y-y
Actually, the first time I watched this show (cannot remember when it was), I remember lounging in the living room sobbing. I thought the title is just so beautiful, perfectly fitting for such a beautiful and touching show. I started thinking of my own Glass City. Sometimes I felt I was in a bell jar, and I wanted to escape through a city of glass.
That "Glass City" concept is now for this other dream I have, which I hope to make it feasible sometime in the mid future. But for now, it remains as just a concept. Until it has taken root, it shall still be filed somewhere in my cerebral (or is it cerebellum?) in bits and pieces. One of these days I must get down to draw something out of this concept, except I cannot draw to save my life!
Perhaps due to the disaster, there could be closure since they would really be together. I have always wondered if they would like to keep up their relationship, or just end it all together. After the car overturned, he was still holding on to her before he died himself. That is such a beautiful scene!
Somehow I get reminded of this song by Sue Thompson :
He said he had to work so I went to the show alone
They turned down the lights and turned the projector on
And just as the news of the world started to begin
I saw my darling and my best friend walk in
Though I was sitting there they didn't see
And so they sat right down in front of me
When he kissed her lips I almost died
And in the middle of the color cartoon I started to cry
Oh-oh-oh sa-a-a-d movies always make me cry
Oh-oh-oh sa-a-a-d movies always make me cry
And so I got up and slowly walked on home
And Mama saw the tears and said what's wrong
And so to keep from telling a lie
I just said sa-a-a-d movies make me cry
Oh-oh-oh sa-a-a-d movies always make me cry
Oh-oh-oh sa-a-a-d movies always make me cry
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Sa-a-a-d movies make me cry-y-y
Actually, the first time I watched this show (cannot remember when it was), I remember lounging in the living room sobbing. I thought the title is just so beautiful, perfectly fitting for such a beautiful and touching show. I started thinking of my own Glass City. Sometimes I felt I was in a bell jar, and I wanted to escape through a city of glass.
That "Glass City" concept is now for this other dream I have, which I hope to make it feasible sometime in the mid future. But for now, it remains as just a concept. Until it has taken root, it shall still be filed somewhere in my cerebral (or is it cerebellum?) in bits and pieces. One of these days I must get down to draw something out of this concept, except I cannot draw to save my life!
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