You don’t need some kind of “good” reason to be a man and to cry. That’s a stupid, false idea that one of my favorite movie critics is trying to tap into with this article about Toy Story 3 (which did make me cry and about which my partner has felt the need to swear up and down that he did not cry during).
I’m not just talking about shedding a tear or two, or having that Brian’s Song lump in the throat. I’m talking about that soppy, awkward thing where you make sounds. Even in our huggy-sensitive post-New Age it’s-okay-for-men-to-cry culture, I was, quite frankly, a little bit embarrassed. So now, with the hope and cause of transcending my shame, I would like to own up to my inner sap and ask my fellow weepie male moviegoers to join me in saying: I cried at Toy Story 3, and it’s okay! [emphasis in original article]