My wife played this on Christmas Eve. I've seen it a million times and just wasn't in the mood. I started mouthing off about how George Bailey is an unrelatable

My wife played this on Christmas Eve. I've seen it a million times and just wasn't in the mood. I started mouthing off about how George Bailey is an unrelatable character who has an amazing life but is just ungrateful for it. About 90 minutes later I was choking back tears, despite knowing the movie line for line, knowing exactly what was coming and when, and looking for any reason to be annoyed at it because I've seen it too many times. There are very few films that can slice through my anger-based emotional shield. This is definitely one of them.