Mrs. Intern and I went to see Capitalism: A Love Story last night, and within the first two minutes, tears began slowly forming at the corners of my eyes and continued for most of the film.

I have never been moved in this fashion before - certainly I have cried at movies, but in passing, picked myself up thereafter and went on with whatever I would be doing: eating dinner, reading, watching TV, making love. But last night, after the film, after dinner, I came home utterly exhausted and somewhat enervated and depressed, and just went to bed after President Obama's speech. I feel emotionally hung over this morning and have a whole day of work travails to perform, but I cannot shake the sense of sheer emotionality which has come over me.

It is unusual to have any movie, much less a documentary, whose narrative picks you up, brings you along accelerating the entire time, and then deposits you with an even more powerful conclusion than one would ever think was possible in this modern age. The newsreel of President Roosevelt was a master stroke. The 'rich' ironies of the entire film were perfectly juxtaposed. those who were interviewed or whose lives were recorded were just right.

Right now, I would place this film on a pedestal with CBS and Murrow's Harvest of Shame as the most powerful contemporaneous documentaries which I have ever seen. i'm certain that other people have titles which they might add or perhaps disagree entirely, but for me, this was a transcendental experience of richness and complexity beyond the norm.