The movie -- In Her Shoes
The actress whose performance broke me -- Cameron Diaz
Supporting Cast who messed with my heart -- Toni Collette, Richard Burgi, Shirley MacLaine, Mark Feuerstein
It was supposed to be just a funny one. I mean -- Cameron Diaz was the lead!
But, no. It's a sappy mix of love story, and sibling conflict and resolution, and repair of estranged relations, and mental illness, and more....
Not the water works I've had in not-too-distant memory, but still -- there was no stopping the several wellings up and spillings over, at various points.
Oh, yes, and the co-conspirators drawn on by the writers -- e.e.cummings, and Elizabeth Bishop.
First, we have One Art, from Elizabeth Bishop.
The art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster. Lose something every day. Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn't hard to master. Then practice losing farther, losing faster: places, and names, and where it was you meant to travel. None of these will bring disaster. I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or next-to-last, of three loved houses went. The art of losing isn't hard to master. I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster, some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent. I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster. ---Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident the art of losing's not too hard to master though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
As if that weren't enough... e.e.cummings i carry your heart with me was brought on...
(I wanted to present this as written, with cummings' unique layout, but my poetry and too many other books are still in boxes, more than an hour away, and the web sources I was able to find didn't reveal the typewriter formatting I wanted... What follows is my best guess/recollection.)
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) i fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
And then, ever the glutton for punishment, what did I find next? Rent. Which I've never seen before. It started an hour earlier... but it's available On Demand. And I've wanted to see it for a long time... and the On Demand expires tonight. I guess I'm watching it now... And yes, I mean now, as I type. I hope I don't flood anyone out, downhill...