Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Love in the Afternoon and More

My tear ducts are definitely ultra sensitive (as opposed to "super" sensitive. Now, I have the abomination towards the use of "super" as an adverb. Big thanks to the "board sport icon." Ugh. Read my blog on the men and sports to get the drift.) I cry even over a TV commercial.

In Breakfast at Tiffany's (1961), I cried with Holly Golightly (Audrey Hepburn) in the cat in the rain scene.

In Roman Holiday (1953), I cried at the scene where Joe Bradley (Gregory Peck) drove Princess Ann (Audrey) home for good after her Roman Holiday as an ordinary girl. It is the don't-follow-me-and-drive-away plea that wrenched my heart. The real princess that she was, Ann was just too much for the often-broke journalist Joe. Joe showed up the next day to Princess Ann's press conference before she went home to her country, maybe hoping she would change her mind. But her head sat securely above her heart. She acknowledged her love for him, but she had duties more important than herself.

Now, Love in the Afternoon (1957) is one very unlikely movie that you would think would draw tears even from a crybaby like me. It is about a philandering playboy Flannigan (played by Gary Cooper) - yes, he's that much of a womanizer I have to be redundant - who was saved by Ariane (Audrey Hepburn), daughter of the detective hired by the husband of Flannigan's lover. The duped husband, learning about his wife's infidelity plotted to kill Flannigan. Ariane heard about the plot and she decided to save him. She saw Flannigan's picture while snooping among his father's detective paraphernalia. She was immediately smitten by Flannigan's good looks and air of "suave brutality" - to borrow a line from Gone With the Wind, a description drawn for Rhett Butler (played by Clark Gable in the movie version). Hepburn, though virginal, claimed to be living in with a man and had been having affairs with multiple lovers of various kinds, color and culture. She had to level with him to be noticed by him, she thought. And she fell so deep she suffered the worst case of "tulak ng bibig, kabig ng dibdib" disorder. The final scene at the train station left my ducts buckets of tears wanting.

Here's that scene:



If you want to watch the whole movie, just go to youtube.com and look for it. The movie has been divided to 13 parts by the angel who uploaded it.

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