This is the only film that makes me cry every single time I watch it, without fail. I never quite understood the response. How does a wailing newborn in the middle of a paralyzed warzone push me to tears? It's always been this nameless emotion that I can't say I've experienced elsewhere. Sounds melodramatic, but hear me out.
I was reading Jonathan Haidt's book, The Happiness Hypothesis, when I first discovered the name of this emotion: elevation. Haidt included a…