Marje and Scrump, I think you've missed the nuance in this thread. Perhaps you're taking it too seriously? There is a category of blatant sentimentalism, of hyper-romantic poetry and songs that we indulge in occasionally. It's good to expose yourself to these kinds of emotions on your own terms, to shed a tear, and move on. The film equivalent would be (for example) based on a story by the British author James Hilton, Goodbye, Mr. Chips.

SRS