I cried when my mom would not let me watch the movie Saturday Night Fever when it was shown on TV in the late 70's. I cried so hard that it woke my grandmother up, who in turn made my parents let me watch it, of course I missed most of it.
Anyway I could go into the reasons that I wanted to watch this movie so bad as a toddler, they are based in my last lifetime and things that were to come in this lifetime.
I made a playlist, dedicating these few songs from Saturday Night Fever to someone that hates me.
"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."