Not a film, but the documentary “Vietnam; The Lost Films.”
Almost at the end, they showed the POWs landing back at various airports around the U.S.
In Augusta GA, in March 1973, Colonel Ben Purcell was reunited with his wife and kids after nearly 6 years as a POW.
Home movies had already been shown of the couple and their kids, prior to Colonel Purcell being deployed to S.E. Asia, and of his wife Anne trying to keep the kids happy at Christmas times, so you kind of felt like you knew the family.
To see Anne’s face when her husband appeared at the top of the plane’s steps, then running to him and hugging him, you’d have had to be made of stone not to get misty eyed.
It reminded me of the time that my elder son returned from a tour of Northern Ireland, to his regiment in Bielefeld, Germany.
He called me to say that he was back, and although his time in Ulster was nothing like being a POW, after 20 to 30 seconds on the phone, I had to stop talking, as I was weeping like a baby.
I remember saying to him, “Want me to phone your mother?”, he said, “I called her first dad, sorry.”
As if I cared that he called my ex first, I just thanked God that he was back in one piece.