Seriously.
I made it through about half of it before I started to tear up.
Then by about 3/4 of the way through, I was weeping and bawling so loudly I embarrassed not only myself, but the poor woman next to me. Until I explained why I was crying. Then she started crying too.
I finally yanked my headset jack out of the socket 'cause I was crying louder than the jet engines and the screaming kid behind me...in fact he may have been screaming because I scared him.
C'mon, really...why wouldn't you just show happy cheerful movies on airplanes?
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