I agree with you completely. The last time I saw The Barbarian Invasions, I almost left because the audience was so fucking weird, laughing inappropriately, etc. I thought I wouldn't be able to concentrate on the movie. And in parts, it's true, I couldn't.

But I still cried harder at the end that time than I had the previous two times.

That movie. Damn. I just relate so deeply to so much going on there.

And I know what you mean about curling up in a fetal position after seeing Bus 174. I've seen it twice, and it stayed with me a good week or so afterwards, both times.