A. O. Scott writing for The New York Times said, "The film sets out to make you weepnot just sniffle or choke up a little, but sob until your nose runs and your face turns blotchy.
Remembering my little brother sobbing loudly, now my heart aches again because he is still in North Korea.
I look back and think about that scared little girl, sobbing as if it was the end of the world.
I also witnessed the taping of a program on Phoenix TV where a little girl sobbed because she could not bear to leave her mother and father in Beijing where she grew up to go back to a strange place where her hukou is to go to school.
But still: long before Toy Story 3 made this summer's grown men blub like little girls, I sobbed over Field of Dreams.
Singing familiar songs, most of them upbeat, she leaves no note unadorned: little quavers, big sobs, strident vibratos, touches of raspiness, breathy whispers, as if she's trying to be both Mariah Carey and Faith Hill.
A bench was placed in his memory in the middle of the Albert Square gardens, where the great and the good go to chat, snog and - fittingly - sob their little hearts out to this day.
Men and women, we have all sat in the bar and sobbed our little hearts out".
My bank account sobbed a little September 1st but the first cut is always the deepest, right?
