As I get older, my intolerance for disturbing scenes grows. Not a moral intolerance, but a visceral one. If DH is watching a violent movie, even if I'm doing something else but can hear screams of people in pain, I have to close my ears. So, I'm pretty sure, based on your comments, that I'll skip Night Bitch, the movie. But DH might want to see it.
I'm the same way, Catherine. I wonder why that is. I didn't used to be such a softie.
My therapist told me the way to achieve true inner peace is to finish what I start. So far today, I have finished two bags of M&Ms and a chocolate cake. I feel better already!