Gee, and i have both Grave of the Fireflies and What Dreams May Come on DVD, and can watch them over and over... wonder what that says about me, glutton for punishment? Torture lover? Ehh... I just love well-done movies... I did tear up for both, but I don't typically cry for movies.
Mine? Tuesdays With Morrie
, with Jack Lemmon and Hank Azaria. I think it's because i had a teacher similar to Morrie in my own life. I bawled. I also adore Jack Lemmon, so seeing him in that role darn near killed me. Granted, I wouldn't mind seeing it again...
Now, for movies I NEVER want to see again... and own (for sheer findability)... Romper Stomper. It's a very early Russell Crowe flick. Australian. Very disturbing. He plays the head of a white supremacy gang of thugs. I realized after watching that how good of an actor he really is. He's not just beefcake. I may own it, but it sits there, never to be watched again (unless I feel compelled to skip to the BVD's scene, where he walks around in JUST his tighty-whiteys, holy frijoles, Batman). The violence is hard to watch. Very graphic. But a very well done movie.