Each time that I watch Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire,
when Amos Diggory, father of Cedric, who gets killed in the tournament,
sees the body of his dead son, desperately shoves his way through the crowd and cries out with such unfathomable anguish--
... I burst into tears and cry, and cry, and can't stop crying.
Like some part of me myself has died and been lost to me.
I eventually started skipping that chapter on the DVD altogether,
because though no death is really more or less tragic than another, one of the hardest of these tragedies for me is parents losing their children. I can't stand it...
Sometimes, it's hard to find the right kind of moment to bring something like this up. But so often, I just want to tell my parents that when I'm on my own out here in the world, the reason why I take care of and watch out for myself is because of them. My mother sometimes worries that I don't. I hope she really knows she doesn't have to.
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AGREED. I cry every time I finish GoF, and I also cried the one time I watched the movie. Mostly for the same reason as you. Also because Diggory was just such a "decent guy," you know what I mean?
On a related note, I watched "Misery" recently, and I dunno, you might like it. It's freaky as all get out (Steven King... or is it Stephen? I don't know), but well acted. And I totally was yelling at the movie the entire time rooting for the guy. Don't want to give it away but you might find it entertaining. Just don't watch it by yourself. Or at night right before bed.
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