Now well into my dotage, I’ve become ever more concerned at my relatively newfound propensity to tear up at the climactic moments of certain movies and plays. I’m justly famous in some circles for my utter heartlessness and meanness of spirit, and this concession to weakness and human sympathy worries me.
Tonight, my sentimentality was on full display near the end of Lion. Shame on me.
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