So, I recently watched “I saw the TV glow” and unsurprisingly all the stories about people having the cry of their life do not come out of nowhere. I never was someone who would cry that easily over a movie (although this is starting to change with HRT), but this movie literally send me into quite a solid cry. It wasn’t really caused by the film being that sad, but from me realising how insanely accurate it displayed my personal experience. The harm that was caused by me suppressing my feelings and their constant fight to break free. Being invisible to others, etc. That shit brought up quite a lot of stuff that I have already worked through, but when all of it gets brought up at the same time, it does get quite overwhelming.
I will 100% rewatch it, since I did not understand a lot of the subtle signs, that were integrated into the film, at first glance.
I saw it in a little queer movie theater and could barely prevent my body from making disruptive crying noises and afterward burst out onto the street bawling harder than I ever have. It’s profound, and I can’t even put my finger on exactly what makes it so