I can appreciate an aesthetic piece of artwork without it speaking to me or being a favorite of mine. For instance, "The Cry" by Edvard Munch is an amazing painting but I am not likely to hang it in my living room, the same goes for "Decapitated Heads" by Gericault. I admire the genius of Stravinsky in "Night on Bare Mountain" and "The Firebird" but I can think of any number of pieces of music I relate to and enjoy more.
I think what distiguishes "favorites" from "best" is that the films tend to be less serious or technically banal. A movie I watched numerous times as a child like "The Great Race" isn't great cinema but I enjoy it every time I see it.
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