Hello all! Miss Jane Bennet here…I’ll be posting every Monday from now on, but I must apologize to my lovely fellow proprietors Eva and Eowyn for delaying so long in introducing myself. Like Eowyn, I was planning on doing a post on a particular fandom, but realized that perhaps I had better get my feels triggers out of the way first.
So. Here goes…I’ll be doing five fandoms (I arbitrarily chose that number because I have to limit myself :P), with five being the least feelsy and one being the most.
Eilonwy from the movie “The Black Cauldron”
5. Lloyd Alexander
Lloyd Alexander is one of my all-time favorite fantasy authors, just behind J. R. R. Tolkien and C. S. Lewis. His books/series have this trick of starting out lightly, and then suddenly killing off most of the minor characters and piling on the angst for the major ones. And it hurts; his characters are very easy to care about. For example, in his Chronicles of Prydain, he introduces many loveable and unique characters throughout the series, and then goes through and picks them all off during the last book–and even the main characters don’t get a very happy ending. In his Westmark trilogy, he leaves literally eight or nine characters alive, out of at least twenty-five. And let’s not even bring up The Gawgon and the Boy, ‘kay?
4. Lord of the Rings
Of course, LotR is on here. It isn’t as obviously feelsy as some other fandoms; there aren’t too many characters that actually do end up dying. But that doesn’t mean it doesn’t make me cry! The deaths that do happen are so beautifully handled and impactful–the whole thing is just a masterpiece of writing, and it plays on my poor emotions like very few other books. I love how the characters, one by one, rise to the occasion at different points in the story: Frodo facing the Black Rider, Sam storming the Tower of Cirith Ungol, Boromir sacrificing himself for Merry and Pippin, FARAMIR going on a suicide mission…
Oops, I’m crying. On to the next!
Wicked? You ask. But it’s supposed to be funny! Right?
It IS funny. In fact, it can be absolutely hilarious–but also absolutely heartbreaking. Even in the beginning, Elphaba had a horrible childhood and she hates her roommate. Some of the early songs of Wicked are sob-worthy, as well (“I’m Not That Girl” comes to mind), but it’s the ending that puts this on the list.
THE ENDING. OHMYWORD.
The first time I saw this, I was completely unprepared for the ending to be so SAD! There’s a bit of hope at the end, but seriously–Nessa dead, Elphie and Fiyero banished from Oz, Glinda losing both her best friend and the man she loved. *tears* “For Good” and the “Finale” make me cry every time.
2. Phantom of the Opera
POTO, both book and musical, was one of my first fandoms, and one of the first books to make me cry. I’m a sucker for self-sacrificing people and sympathetic villains (as some of you know…*coughcough* She knows who she is.), and this has both–in fact, it has the ultimate combination of both. Erik is so pitiable, and yet fearsome, creepy–and very human. The climax of this show always makes me cry: Raoul’s despair, Christine’s compassion, and the Phantom’s love for Christine finally winning out over his hatred of the world in general. The ending of the book…well. It’s more tense and dramatic than in the musical, but then comes the last chapter and Erik comes in to the Persian, dying but happy, and Gaston Leroux did SUCH a good job here, not overdoing it or understating it. Here, you know what? Just have the whole thing. Try not to cry too much.
1. Les Misérables
Seriously, does this even need an explanation? Les Mis will always top any list of feelsy things, whether it be in book, musical, or movie form. Besides the obvious everyone-died feels, this show/book has helped me to mature so much in this past year; the sacrifices and the love that is shown in so many different ways throughout has given me an example and assisted me in figuring out some faith-related things.
Plus, of course, the music is gorgeous and heartbreaking, the WORDS are beautiful, and Victor Hugo’s way with words is swoon-worthy.
And by the way, golden-haired revolutionaries have ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to do with Les Mis being my favorite musical. Nope, not at all. Why would you think that?