Losing someone you love has got to be the hardest thing.
The person is burnt in your memory for ever and you promise yourself to never forget. And for the most part you don’t. Many little things will remind you of the person. Some will be from smells. Some will be from pictures, movies, tv shows. Some from food you cook… Whatever the trigger is, you’re always happy to have the person image pop up in your mind.
When people think of sad movies, I’m sure the first ones to pop up are classic gems like Love Story when the famous quote says: Love means never having to say you’re sorry. Or maybe it’s the very subtle way Debra Winger gently waves goodbye to Shirley MacLaine just before taking her last breath and you see Shirley’s face breaking as she knows it is the very end. Or, maybe it’s when all you can hear is Sally Fields’ footstep walking at a fast pace in the corridor of a hospital as she has gotten the bad news that her daughter is dying and she’s rushing to her side… alone…
And yes, even just writing this last paragraph my eyes have teared up…
But for me, the ultimate saddest scene to watch in the history of all movies is when Bruce Davison is at his lover’s side in Longtime Companion and is telling him to let go of all the pain caused by his AIDS related deseases… OOOOOOooooooh lord, is that a hard scene to watch… well, see for yourself:
And just in case you’re not sobbing, the director cuts to a funeral scene and after some eulogies, you realize that this funeral is for Bruce Davison who had also contracted the virus…

For me, it is the final few minutes of both movies: It’s my party AND the last few scenes of Philadelphia. That movie kills me everytime.
Oh very true, I remember leaving the theatre sobbing after It’s My Party…