A brutal & merciless classic that may not be a joy to watch (halfway through Midnight Cowboy, I took a considerable break to run errands & cook dinner) & may not greet the world with a factual account of the dreamers who crashed upon the rocks of NYC during the pitiless 60s & 70s, but speaks a tragic spiritual truth: your pain does not matter to anyone so if & when it does, notice & hold on tight to those that you love regardless of how they appear to others. Also get therapy instead of coming to NYC.