Let the audience do the weeping.
For those who do mourn, weeping itself is not virtuous.
Draw horrible cartoons of the bitch and sell them for many dollars to Private Eye, but don't come weeping to me when your own son takes it into his head to smash a few windows.
Nay, 'twill be this hour ere I have done weeping... my mother weeping, my father wailing, my sister crying, our maid howling, our cat wringing her hands, and all our house in a great perplexity, yet did not this cruel-hearted cur shed one tear..
In short, I found it impossible to watch Jade Goody, Warholian reality "superstar", bald and beautiful in her elegant dress, holding hands with her new husband and with her exceptionally lovely-looking small sons sitting on her knee, watching the firework display at the end of the wedding reception, and do so without weeping.
I don't remember weeping.
These are all valid, useful critiques of the film, but I still believe MMXXL to be the most important film of 2015 and my reason for that has something to do with my weeping mother.
And if by some chance the tree did survive (willows are pretty tough characters), you are likely to be the one doing the weeping.
Really what I want to do is face the Unsolvable directly, the way that uncle did, with weeping.
