More on Sunrise:

In a self-service café in the city, the husband is trying to win back his wife's trust: he goes off to the counter and comes back to their table with a plate piled high with pastries for her. He sets it down before her and waits, anxiously, hands clasped, for her to eat. She puts a pastry in her mouth mechanically, but before she can bite down she bursts into tears again, and soon she's sobbing, with her mouth full of cake.

That moment rang so true I thought, "Why haven't I seen that before in a movie? This is what life is all about!"

There were so many wonderful scenes and sequences like that in Sunrise, some funnier, some more tragic, none so perfectly balanced in complicated innocence.