This week’s question comes from staff writer Alex McCown:
When I first saw the ending of It’s A Wonderful Life, I thought, “Aw, that’s a charming movie.” It struck me as cutesy, if a little over the top, and I saw it as a typically generic feel-good conclusion to a big-hearted but slightly hokey Yuletide tale. Now, every time I see it, I weep like a small child that’s just learned about death. Something about its evaluation of the measure of a man’s life is so earnest and cathartic that, as I get older, it strikes me as more and more meaningful with each passing year. What pop culture hits you harder, emotionally, the older you get?