It’s not unusual for me to cry at movies. I’m an emotional person and tend to get very wrapped up in the story. Sometimes I’ll cry, not because the movie is sad, but because something so joyous and true is happening onscreen that I can stop myself. On very rare occasions, I’m still crying as I walk out of the theater and, to the eye-rolling dismay of my children, in the car as we drive home.
Sometimes I tear up even as I write the review, as I am right now for Moana. Continue reading →