Most of the ‘feel-good’ films are those in which you can relate to what is happening on-screen. Little Manhattan is one of them
And this is one snapshot I take with me from the film:
This much I know firsthand – love hurts.
Love is an ugly, terrible business practiced by fools. It’ll trample your heart and leave you bleeding on the floor. And what does it really get you in the end? Nothing but a few incredible memories that you can’t ever shake. The truth is, there’s gonna be other girls out there. I mean, I hope. But I’m never gonna get another first love. That one is always gonna be her