I took the risk of going through that scene sitting at my desk in work earlier on. I just got away with it but I was close to making a show of myself 
That is the saddest movie I’ve ever seen in my life. I know whatever scene you’ve linked to will make me cry, because every single scene in that movie made me cry. It is indeed seriously excellent, though.
I don’t know if these movies “count” or if I’ll be universally derided by the hip cool kids who will respond with, “More than EIGHT people have heard of that movie–you’re just buying into the man’s propaganda.” ::Gulp:: Here goes.
The scene in Ghost World where Enid shows Seymour the pictures in her sketch book of him–he’s only seen the stuff where she plays the joke on him, but now she’s showing him stuff that shows she cares. Brought a real tear to the eye socket.
And in About Schmidt, the very end, when Schmidt finally hears from Ndgugu, the kid he’s been writing to. I really did cry then!
The final short of Paris, je t’aime, 14e arrondissement (YouTube link), makes me choke up almost immediately when the woman begins her rough, heavily accented French narration; I’m not even sure why, there’s just such a palpable sense of loneliness and broken dreams, yet a desire to remain optimistic and carry on with life, perhaps even be happy in those small moments… I don’t know, it’s just such a powerful little scene, to me, at least.
Wow, and I thought I was the only one! I was lukewarm on this movie until that last segment, which I’ve watched at least a dozen times since. Lovely.
Oh you fuck. So glad I’m on my own in the office right now, as I’m in bits.
Millions, a (somewhat) obscure British comedy from 2005-ish.
A kid sees Catholic saints, as in, they appear to him and converse with him, and sometimes even give him gifts. He keeps asking if any of them are familiar with St. Maureen (his deceased mother). None of them have heard of her.
At the end of the movie, she appears to him and they hug and talk for a few minutes. At one point in the conversation, she asks if he’s been worried about her. He replies: “I haven’t been worried about you. I’ve just been missing you, that’s all.”
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I’ve mentioned this one many times before, but the end of the Diaries of Adam and Eve segment from Will Vinton’s The Adventures of Mark Twain always gets me dewy-eyed.
And it’s only plasticene!
Second Hand Lions? It was 4 years after 6th sense, but it fits your description. Great movie too - she leaves him with his 2 crazy uncles (Robert Duvall & Michael Caine), who are full of fantastic stories from their youth.
I too love that portion of Paris, je t’aime! It’s so sweet and sad and hopeful.
I saw Ponette in the theater and the sniffling and sobbing sounds in the audience were loud. You got the feeling that the entire audience wanted to engage in a big group hug throughout the movie. I’ve never felt that kind of shared empathy with fellow theatergoers. Victoire is phenomenal, but the acting by all of the children in the movie is pretty amazing.
Here’s a bizarre one from a very obscure film called Wristcutters: A Love Story. The movie’s premise is that people who commit suicide “wake up” in a world very much like the one they left, only more drab and dingy and hopeless. There’s no escaping this one via suicide though. Three suicides band together and forge an unlikely friendship. It’s not a great movie, but it has a lot of great moments, and my favorite is the opening scene. Whether this is moving to anyone but me, I don’t know. I’m pretty weird.
Good call on About Schmidt and Ghost World Freudian Slit.
The CPR scene in “Lars and the Real Girl”.
Btw, sorry, that’s not SFW because of language.
Ditto on Last Night. Love that movie! Out of the whole movie, though, it’s the scene with Arsinee Khanjian and her daughter on the abandoned streetcar that sticks with me.
Another favourite is the final scene in After Life. Gets me every time. I won’t give it away… anyone curious enough can just see for themselves.
The story is set in a sort of waystation on the way to the afterlife and revolves around a group of “counselors” who are responsible for greeting the newly dead. Their job is to help each person re-live one moment from their lives one last time so that they carry that memory with them into the afterlife. It’s sweet to see what various characters settle on as their one last memory, and how some struggle to choose.
It’s a quiet little movie - simple premise done on a low budget, no big special FX to speak of, but if you’ve got the patience to deal with the slow, measured pace of the movie, it’ll reward you with all sorts of wonderful little scenes.
Plus it’s good food for thought. I mean, do you know which memory you’d like to carry with you into eternity, if you had to pick just one?
I never saw this but I remember seeing the ads…definitely makes me want to check it out now.
I love that movie. I totally agree that it has a lot of great moments, but I take issue with it being “not great” as a whole. I’d rate it very good to great. (It also has a pretty solid 7.4 rating on imdb.) So many nice touches, like how they complain about not being able to smile in the suicide afterlife. heh.
If I’m remembering the opening scene correctly, a similar one is at the beginning of The Chumscrubber. I didn’t find either particularly moving, though I don’t find many movie scenes particularly moving in general. (After thinking about it since I first posted, I still don’t have a single contribution.)
Yeah, I check for its availability every few months. Major movie of my childhood. I’d pay way more than I could afford for a ninth generation VHS dub.
The final scene in the movie Osama, showing the judge lowering himself into a warm bath. Sounds pretty innocuous, but . . .
it signified that he just raped the young girl who was the focus of the film.The final scene of Children of Heaven.
Ali wins the race, but is in tears because he wanted only to finish second so he could win the pair of shoes that was a prize.
Ponette was such a great film. I don’t know how a four year old can do that. Definitely the best piece of child acting I’ve seen.
Not really an obscure movie but a touching moment where I wasn’t expecting it. It was in the film Muriel’s Wedding, near the beginning. Muriel goes to a bar to hang out with the girls she thinks are her friends. They clearly hate her. Eventually they tell her that she is not one of them and that they wish she’d stop hanging around with them. As they go on she just goes “I’m not nothing.” I may have had something in my eye.
No, not Secondhand Lions. It was a TV movie called, IIRC, Lies of the Heart, produced about four years before Sixth Sense.
I was going to describe two scenes from Mediterraneo, but it would take too long to give context. Now I’m going to have to check out Ponette. And Last Night.
The flowers on the porch scene was the one that really got to me.