UGH...Planes, Trains, & Automobiles...WHY does it make me cry EVERY. SINGLE. TIME?!?

Okay, seriously, I need to know if I'm the only one who turns into a blubbering mess watching Planes, Trains, and Automobiles! Like, it's a COMEDY, right? But every year around Thanksgiving, I put it on, and I'm just... overcome! It's not even necessarily sad moments, it's more like... the realness of it all? Steve Martin's Neal is SO relatable with his frustration and wanting to get home to his family, especially when he loses it in the Brolin motel scene and totally unleashes on Del (John Candy). I felt that rage! It's raw! And then, the way John Candy plays Del... he's annoying AF, sure, but there's such a sweetness and loneliness to him. Like, behind the shower curtain rings and the endless chatter, you can see he just wants to connect. When Neal finds out Del doesn't have a home to go to at the very end... I'm just GONE. SOBS. I can barely type thinking about it! I think what gets me is the journey itself. The awful rental car, the burned car, the cold shoulder treatment, the slow train, the hitchhiking in the back of a truck bed. They go thru it all and end up bonded somehow. It seems like a fever dream! I feel like it is a movie that I can connect to on a gut level. So, am I alone here? Does anyone else feel like this movie is secretly a Trojan horse of emotions disguised as a slapstick comedy? What specific moments get you? Is it just me projecting my own holiday anxieties onto this film? Lol. Tell me I'm not crazy!! 🥲