‘… she knew she was going to die anyway, and then she decided that day would be the day. I think it was the loneliness thing I’ve ever seen. She walked past me and laid on the bed and she nodded yes to the Doctor. I can’t find words for what it felt like to be there.’ A film about the last hour of a life.
If I am to be entirely honest you would be a fool not to give this you full and undivided attention for its full and undivided duration. I imagine the experience will contribute in ways you might not be able to place words against. It is a profound wondering about the experience of life, death and cancer.
This film explores the extraordinary change in a relationship between Mother and Daughter following the onset of dementia. It’s metaphorical for so many of the events that seek to challenge our lives. Events seemingly out of our control.
Beyond the drama of tragic events lies the deafening, visceral and prolonged experience of grief. An experience that is seemingly untouchable by those who look in from the outside.
This short film portrait bears witness to the deep and visceral experience of a devastating illness, ALS, also known as Lou Gehrig’s Disease. And to a live well used. Things can shift dramatically. We’re not in control. Life is precious.