I LOVED 127 Hours.

From the moment "127 Hours" came up on the screen I had a lump in my throat and was on the verge of losing it emotionally throughout. And I did finally break down (to my relief) at the end.

I know that all sounds a bit ridiculous and I'll admit I get emotionally invested in movies rather easily. But I never expected anything like that.

My wife was squeezing my hand during 'the scene' and for first time that I can ever remember, I was squeezing back just as hard.

It wrecked me, it worked for me 100%. Go see it.