I watched the iron giant over and over just yesterday. Annhilated 2 boxes of tissues.
And FYI, i tend to get emotional about non-chick movies, but i react to the movies just like(if not more dramatically) chicks are stereotypically supposed to react to chick-flicks.
The iron giant is a cute, curious intelligence, that is inhuman. I identify with this so much. It learns about humanity, and gains value of life, and ponders about death, and the concept of souls. He defies his role of a giant evil destructive robot in favor of being human. And he becomes greater than super man could ever be in the end.
Just thinking about it waters my eyes.
It is so beautiful.
I identify with movies and stories where some inhuman creature attempt to understand humanity, or become human. Short circut, bicentenial man, frankenstein, Data from star trek, the animatrix.
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And as always, these are simply my worthless opinions.
My body is a channel that translates energy from the universe into happiness.
I either express information, or consume it. I am debating which to do right now.