Really, more like teared up. Verklempt is perhaps nearer the mark. I teared up in Avatar too. Both are movies heavy on CG. Hero movies. Testosterone flicks. Not really tear-jerkers. And I’m a manly man. I work out. Ride motorcycles. Swagger – a little. So why am I getting all mushy in the ultimate action flick?
Let me start by making this perfectly clear, I didn’t cry through either of these movies. At select points I got choked up and hoped no one was watching me. And it wasn’t where everyone was getting killed off. I’m not quite that macabre. So as I sat there watching this movie based on a comic book action hero loosely derived from an ancient Norse religion, I’m asking myself, “Am I premenopausal?”
The answer is really a little simpler and I’ll use Thor because I’m still all emotionally jacked. (Yes, I am a hopeless romantic.) And maybe I should warn readers, these aren’t really plot spoilers because the story isn’t unique at all, but… I wouldn’t want to make anyone angry either.
In the movie the character Thor is a young, arrogant prince. The son of Odin. He acts rashly and causes problems. Ultimately he pushes it with dad and gets himself kicked out of Asgard, banished to Earth where he is a mere mortal. Just one of the guys. Vulnerable. Yeah, he’s ripped, almost as ripped as me, but he doesn’t have any of the super hero invincibility he’s been used to his entire life. I won’t go into any of the details but only after he learns true humility and self-sacrifice can he regain his powers. And when he does… let me reiterate, it wasn’t sobbing.
So what’s going on? What we have here is the story teller emotionally connecting with a member of the audience. It doesn’t matter if it is glorified comic book characters, twelve-foot tall blue aliens, or an Elizabethan play, it is the emotional connection that is important. And it won’t happen with all people for every story. And that’s where audience comes in. Thor, even as an ordinary human with massive pecs – almost as large as mine – knew he was more. Knew there was power within him. For me, I’m a frustrated writer. I know there is more inside me than I get to show. I have to work a mundane job while my passion is writing powerful stories that connect with people and let them see the world in a different way. And this is what my stories do. There is power in that. Power in me. But right now all I can do is slave away in anonymity. When Thor regains his lost powers, my subconscious connects that to the day I achieve my dream. The emotion of the story floods over me like a wave and I connect.