I mostly cried at the very end of the movie "Amadeus" when Mozart was struggling to finish his requiem mass before dying. I am a huge fan of classical music and other arts. Perhaps I was so strongly touched partly because of the intense beauty of his music and the fact that such a creator had his life taken in such a way so prematurely. There are other personal things that I could relate to. Mozart struggled a lot of the time to be recognized sufficiently. He struggled with depression at the end of his life. I saw it first when I was about 16 when it first came out. My bipolar disorder started at about 14/15. By 16 I had gone through a very distressing period.