Love is a Many Splendoured Thing - 1955
Ever since I was a child this film has had a profound affect on me. I weep copiously. It got so bad that some years ago my dear Mum woud urge me not to watch it if she saw it listed on TV.
Just typing this, and thinking of that final scene brings a tear to my eye.
The film's message, or course, All You Need Is Love - has never been a truer or more worthy ambition, especially in these dark days