God, of all the films to watch on telly when you're feeling emotionally frail, Schindler's List is not the best one. I saw it first in 1994, in an advance screening before it came out here, and I found it almost unbearably upsetting. It still is, pretty much. As you might know, my B.A. is in German (and History of Art), and I did a lot of work on literature from the Nazizeit, especially novels by (mostly Jewish) German writers who were forced into exile. But I don't think you ever become immune, no matter how exposed you are to it, to the depiction of ash from burning bodies falling like snow. I don't think you'd ever want to become immune. Especially when holocausts are happening right now, every day, all over the world.