Also - Mr Myagi when he looks on Daniel with pride - the way he once looked at his now departed Son

😭😭😭😭

When in Cool as Ice, Mr Vanilla Ice shows the dad he's a good man. Every time.

2 hours ago, Not in Crawley said:

Top ten of worse films I've ever seen. I'd have stepped on that mouse to stop the film a bit quicker.

 

Get you Percy

A film I can watch time and again

Each to their own

The Good Bad & The Ugly .

When Angel Eyes is battering Tuco .

" story of a soldier "

Just watched The Club That George Built.  For those who ain't seen it it's about a young lad who supports Worthing FC who's in a car crash and ends up in a wheelchair, anyhow the clubs financially goosed and he pays the debts off out of his insurance money and they go on a trip.  Its very good, I'm not arsed about any other club bar BWFC or England, but enjoyed watching what he did for them and its all caught on camera.  Worth a watch.

Ive seen it and yeah, good watch

Its a good series of docs

TNT

 

 

 

48 minutes ago, gonzo said:

 

 

 

fuck me , that's a tough watch.

Coming up to a year since we lost our first.

Tell you what, I couldn't talk to him like that. Could barely fucking speak.

5 hours ago, gonzo said:

 

 

 

I'll always be grateful I watched that at home. I'd have had to be carried out of the cinema, I was so distraught by the end! 

cant bring myself to watch it- hate crying at films... mother in law loves it- the sick bitch. doesnt like comedies, but then again she has no sense of humour and her husband thinks he hilarious, where as he is just an obnoxious bigot

^ Benders.

got emotional second time I watched Insterstellar recently

2 hours ago, Zico said:

got emotional second time I watched Insterstellar recently

Same here, but 3rd time... It truly is a great film.....

When Wilson floats away in cast away. 

"Willlllsssoooonnnnnn"

And the kids speech at the end of St Vincent. 

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

20 hours ago, Duck Egg said:

I'll always be grateful I watched that at home. I'd have had to be carried out of the cinema, I was so distraught by the end! 

Watched that at home with the family. I had been through that with a dog and I have never cried as hard watching a film. The rest of them didn't shed a tear not one the fucking weirdos.

I am a bit of a soft cunt though i also cried watching the Peanut butter falcon and ET amongst others. But Marley and me was next level, I was a wreck at the end

23 minutes ago, batton carrier said:

Watched that at home with the family. I had been through that with a dog and I have never cried as hard watching a film. The rest of them didn't shed a tear not one the fucking weirdos.

I am a bit of a soft cunt though i also cried watching the Peanut butter falcon and ET amongst others. But Marley and me was next level, I was a wreck at the end

Watch Haichi A Dog's Tale - you'll be in bits.

I very rarely cry, but that scene in Marley and me and especially as a dog lover, it's just so emotional.

They used to have the Michael Keaton film 'Jack Frost' on at the day centre I worked in. I always had to go out of the room when Landslide by Fleetwood Mac came on as the lad made his snowman.

Made me blub every time. Not just emotional, blub.

The original Miracle On 34th Street.

The 1953 FA Cup Final.

Sob like a remoaner.

On 31/01/2025 at 13:07, Cheese said:

^ Benders.

Took my wife to see Marley and me when she was heavily pregnant. And extremely emotional. Bad mistake.

at the end of 

Von Ryan's Express 

Nothing to do with a film but I just read this on Facebook. Part way through I think I got the double-hit of pepper spray and onion chopping! It’s quite long but persevere.

************************************************************************

Two Choices,
What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line, there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the same choice?
 
    At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves children with learning disabilities, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question:
 
'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is done with perfection.
      Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do.
 Where is the natural order of things in my son?'

The audience was stilled by the query.
 
The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, who was mentally and physically disabled comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child.'
 
Then he told the following story:
      Shay and I had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' I knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but as a father I also understood that if my son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
 
      I approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning..'
      Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt.. I watched with a small tear in my eye and warmth in my heart. The boys saw my joy at my son being accepted.
     In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three.
     In top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as I waved to him from the stands.
      In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat.
 
    At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.
      
However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact.
 
     The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.
 
 The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.
 
 Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out of reach of all team mates.
Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, 'Shay, run to first!
 
 Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.
 
 Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!'
 Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base.
 
By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball. The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team.
 
 He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head.
 
 Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home. All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
 
 Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
 
 As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!'
 Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team!
 
 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world'.
 
 Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making me so happy, and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
 
 AND NOW A LITTLE FOOT NOTE TO THIS STORY:
 
 We all send thousands of jokes through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending messages about life choices, people hesitate.
 
 The crude, vulgar, and often obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
 
If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message Well, the person who sent you this believes that we all can make a difference.
 
 We all have thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice:
 
 Do we pass along a little spark of love and humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little bit colder in the process?
 
 A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
 
 You now have two choices:
 
 1. Delete
 
2. Forward
 
 May your day, be a Shay Day.
 
MAY GOD BLESS EVERYONE WHO
DECIDES TO PASS THIS ON.

When I was a kid I used to cry every time a black man died in a film

1 hour ago, tshape said:

When I was a kid I used to cry every time a black man died in a film

Your fine now 

They in every Bastard thing 

only White Men die now