Frieda 2022-04-19 09:01:51
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Jerald 2022-03-31 09:01:03
When I get older, I really like restrained films. Don’t always be so drama. How many people can escape the pain. I don’t want to see life and death, and I just want to see the irresistible reality of returning to life.
Lynn 2022-03-30 09:01:04
This film is beautiful... The director has a strong sense of camera, the scenery and characters are beautifully shot, and there is a warm love flowing throughout the film
[last lines]
Lydia Howland: [reading to her mother, but mostly from memory] "Night flight to San Francisco chase the moon across America. God, it's been years since I was on a plane. When we hit 35,000 feet, we'll have reached the tropopause, the great elt of calm air. As close to the ozone as I'll get, I - I dreamed we were there. The plane leapt the tropopause, the safe air, and attained the outer rim, the ozone, which was ragged and torn, patches of it threadbare as old cheesecloth, and that was... frightening."
Lydia Howland: "But I saw something only I could see because of my astonishing ability to see such things. Souls were rising, from the earth far below, souls of the dead, of people who's perished from famine, from war, from the plague... And they floated up, like skydivers in reverse, limbs all akimbo, wheeling, spinning. And the souls of these departed joined hands, clasped ankles and formed a web, a great net of souls. And the souls were three-atom oxygen molecules of the stuff of ozone and the outer rim absorbed them, and was repaired. Because nothing is lost forever. In this world, there a kind of painful progress. A longing for what we've left behind, and dreaming ahead. At least I think that's so."
Lydia Howland: [moving over alongside her mother] Hey. Did you like that. What I jest read, did you like it?
Dr. Alice Howland: [barely grunting]
Lydia Howland: And what... What was it about?
Dr. Alice Howland: Love. Yeah, love.
Lydia Howland: Yeah, it was about love.
Dr. John Howland: I think it's ridiculous, I think it's bullshit, and I...
Dr. Alice Howland: Damn it, why won't you take me seriously? Look, I KNOW what I'm feeling, and I... I feel, I feel like my brain is... is fucking DYING and everything I know and everything I worked for, it's all going...
[bursts into terrified sobbing]
