(1) Shakespeare's Cymbeline -- a pared-down version of a minor play (there's a good review by someone else here)
(2) The Hotel Nepenthe -- a surreal series of interconnected vignettes which I enjoyed more than I was initially expecting
(3) Living in Exile -- an adaptation of a retelling of the Iliad
I cried a number of times in the first act -- which ends right before the Iliad actually begins (which explains why so many of the stories in the first act felt new to me). Early in the second act, I thought I wouldn't like the second act as much as I did the first, since I'm not actually a big fan of the Iliad, but the second act pulled me right along (though it is genuinely shorter than the first act).
When Patroklos begged Achilles for his armor, I wept -- held my hands in front of my face and wept, knowing what would come next. (musesfool, I thought of you.)
I also wept during Priam in Achilles' tent, though less hard.