DISCLAIMER: This is not a series dedicated to proving men shouldn't cry, or to suggest ONLY women cry and are therefore inferior. The goal of this series is to dispel the pre-established (yet flawed) notion that being "manly" and being disconnected from your emotions go hand-in-hand. Even the most macho of men enjoy and even shed a tear at films, and the sooner we can admit that the sooner the concept that one sex is better than the other can go away. While the approach to these articles is one of light-hearted comedy, the emotional core is valid. While men might be more hesitant to admit it, movies often times have the potential to make us cry, for example:
"Irish themed Movies"
Thursday marks St Patrick's Day, or as America likes to call it "Green Beer Day." True, the meaning of St Paddy's Day has been somewhat boiled down to pouring green food coloring into the local river and then getting so drunk that you fall into said river, but the Irish culture is far more rich than that. Thanks to their practically building America from the ground up, we've all got a little Irish in us (Leprechaun pun not intended....or is it?). Film is no different, and there are thick veins of Irish pride in some of our most beloved cinema. Sometimes a character is Irish, sometimes the film's setting is intrinsically Irish, and sometimes a Leprechaun tries to murder Rachel from Friends. Full disclosure, the Leprechaun series is not on the following list. Second full disclosure, my Irish wife helped me try to navigate this list without being racist:
Proof that Daryl from The Walking Dead was always a badass, this 1999 indie resides on every single movie library shelf of a generation. Touching on several themes held dear by the Irish community such as Catholicism and devotion to family, this film would fit right in with modern realistic vigilante films such as Super and Kick-Ass. Two brothers kill a mobster in self-defense and when they realize not only won't they get in trouble but the community regards them as heroes, they find their purpose in life. What ensues is two guys killing baddies while Willem Defoe chews every single inch of every single scene he's in. It's amazing, and with a budget of around $7 million, everything is lean and deliberate.
Much like in The Walking Dead, Daryl is going to make it out alive (for now). Unfortunately not the same can be said for his friend Rocco. It's tough to realize you are a side character in someone else's hero movie, but Rocco first loses his finger, gets the stump cauterized, and then gets killed. You think after losing his finger the film would allow him to survive, so when he dies it's a shock, and when the other two say their family prayer for Rocco, it's touching. Just don't watch that sequel, it's garbage.