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Those were my youthful decades, but the very first movie that really moved me and is still unforgettable, is One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest.
The final scenes when Chief euthanized McMurphy, then freed himself from the bondage of the facility by lifting the marble water fountain and tossing it through the barred window ( I believe was a metaphor for the freedom of his own psychological bondage as well), along with that amazing aboriginal styled soundtrack which accompanied it all...pure celluloid art. Had to hold back the tears during that scene.