Saving Private Ryan and Schindler's List are both movies that pretty actively attempt to get the waterworks going. I saw SPR in the theater when I was a young'un and I was the only person there not crying, probably, what with the old people. I just wanted more milk duds. As I've gotten older it's gotten more effective at getting its hooks into me.
When Tom Hanks loses Wilson in Cast Away, that got to me. Man, fuck Steven Spielberg, for real.
I almost cried at the end of King of Kong. Not King Kong, mind you, though I did cry when I was a kid cuz why did the monkey have to die.
Big Ghetto Asses 4.