On the 10 hour flight from Los Angeles to Paris I watched two movies.
One, The Second Best Exotic Marigold Marigold Hotel.http://google.com/search?tbm=isch&q=The+Second+Best+Exotic+Marigold+Hotel
The other, Music of the Heart.http://google.com/search?tbm=isch&q=Music+of+the+Heart
Luckily for me there was no one sitting next to me on the flight. They did not have to endure watching a tear from time to time flow down my cheeks or the occasional slight sob.
I'm not sure what this is all about. I have been doing it for years.
The second best exotic Marigold Hotel is listed as a comedy!
Maybe somewhere along this 500 mile pilgrimage I will find the answer as to why tears and movies go together for me.