Just an open-ended question: why do you think human beings (or at least some of them) enjoy watching/reading/hearing depressing things? Shakespeare's tragedies, for example, or blues songs, or those Victorian novels that were required by law to have at least one angelic child who died of TB. For a more modern example, consider that episode of Futurama with Fry's dog, or Pixar's Up. It's basically biologically impossible to sit through the first fifteen minutes of Up without tearing up a little. And it's awesome. And that's, uh, kinda weird, isn't it?
Why do we get off on this? I can think of a couple of possible explanations, none of them entirely satisfying. Sometimes it might be that the horrible business going on makes the heroes look all the more heroic despite their downfall (as in King Lear), or to make the eventual happy ending seem brighter (Up). Probably it's partially cathartic, as in the blues, to listen when you're feeling down and know other people have been down too. And sometimes it might be the reverse: your problems don't look nearly so bad when compared to, say, a crippled outcast who winds up killing his dad, nailing his mom, and then blinding himself and wandering the wilderness until he dies when he finds out.
Uh, discuss, and stuff.
Why do we get off on this? I can think of a couple of possible explanations, none of them entirely satisfying. Sometimes it might be that the horrible business going on makes the heroes look all the more heroic despite their downfall (as in King Lear), or to make the eventual happy ending seem brighter (Up). Probably it's partially cathartic, as in the blues, to listen when you're feeling down and know other people have been down too. And sometimes it might be the reverse: your problems don't look nearly so bad when compared to, say, a crippled outcast who winds up killing his dad, nailing his mom, and then blinding himself and wandering the wilderness until he dies when he finds out.
Uh, discuss, and stuff.
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