As for Schindler’s List (1993), when I saw that in the cinema, everyone stayed for the end credits. This was partly on account of Williams’s achingly beautiful score, but also because the film is so stunningly powerful. The audience was rooted to their seats out of sheer respect (and shock). When the credits finished, the lights came up. I turned around (I always sit near the front) and beheld a sea of tear-stained faces. No one had moved. Everyone remained in their seats in sombre silence for about another minute before getting up and leaving. It was one of the greatest cinemagoing experiences of my entire life.