Still Alice

Chasity 2022-04-22 07:01:21

I've always had a prejudice that if it was John or the kids who got Alzheimer's, the wife would give up better opportunities for the family.
This is clearly a bias. . .
Let's get down to business. I watched the second half of this movie with tears in my eyes. I didn't know I was crying, but the saltiness in my mouth reminded me.
When Alice is trying to remember something, when she sets up questions on her phone, when she speaks, when she can't find a bathroom, she is so tenacious, but in front of Alzheimer's So powerless. Moreover, she is also under tremendous pressure, a daughter who is trying to conceive, and the daughter also comes from her inheritance. The worst moment for a mother is knowing that her tragedy will be repeated for her daughter. When she found the pills according to the video instructions from a year ago, I thought it was a relief, but she finally lost her last chance to leave with dignity.
This is the most humiliating disease. She is terminally ill but very sober. She is still so sensitive and smart, but she can't remember what happened 3 seconds ago. You can clearly know that you are powerless to change, but you can't even die with dignity.
At the end of the film, Alice utters the word Love in the company of Lydia. The movie ends. Yes, the director couldn't shoot it either. Maybe she'll have to be sent to a nursing home, do nothing with nurses, and eventually die of exhaustion, or go on to live 30 years without recognizing her daughter and her husband. The director cannot afford such a tragedy. So far so good.

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Extended Reading
  • Ed 2022-04-24 07:01:06

    Introverted play, watching one's own happiness fail like this, watching oneself become a burden is what kind of uncomfortable. ★★★

  • Gus 2022-03-30 09:01:04

    pls do not think tht i am suffering, i am not sufferin', i am struggling.

Still Alice quotes

  • [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]