It made me feel so sad. All men are created equal, and so are they when they die. This film nakedly shows a real end that we have not yet reached: no matter who you are in your life, how rich you are, or how much people around you love you, you can't change the powerlessness and sadness of dying in the last few years, too. Poor. An old lady with elegant and decent hair like silver threads, she was still enjoying the concert leisurely when she appeared on the stage. Gradually, no matter how many nurses she hired, she still couldn't say a complete sentence, and she still had to be wiped off her body. At the mercy of others, he no longer has the right to commit suicide. It is unbearable that a person is ultimately incapable of his own life to such a degree. And the pain borne by those who love her is no less than her.
In fact, sometimes you choose to let them go. If you live without dignity, you are just dying, why bother? If you love me, please let go and respect their choice. No one wants to be a burden to others like this, and let the love that was once worn out in the day-to-day torment. Take our witty, beautiful side as the curtain call of our life, don't torture me and the people I love. I hope that when I get old, we can euthanize us~! It saddens me even more than "Sister Peach", because this time, it is not her status as a servant, not her poverty, not her loneliness, but physical aging itself, which is impossible for any of us. A hurdle to cross.
Both actors are too good. But to act in this kind of movie, I don't know if it's a bit too cruel to their psychology.
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