For good films on grief, I think it's worth mentioning Lonergan, whose two films that I've seen (You Can Count On Me and Manchester by the Sea, but esp. the latter) both deal with family trauma and grief. Manchester especially might be a little low on the watchable scale (my partner refuses to watch it, for example) but an incredible movie in so many ways. Among other things, it has such a rich sense of place—I happened to watch it in a movie theater in Lowell (which is where my parents live and where I mostly grew up), and it was unnerving.
Spot on about the original Death at a Funeral. And Michell’s version of Persuasion. Love the Lonergan films mentioned by jamsheed. Wondering how Ordinary People holds up on the subject.
Ah, Venus.... I LOVE this film and O’Toole in it. Can’t remember who wrote a truly offensive piece in the Times about how revolting it was to have old people in movies who still have sexual feelings. It was around the time that Judy Dench/Cate Blanchett movie was out, so she included it in her disgust. I don’t know how old she was at the time, but I hope the writer has moved solidly into middle age and gotten a little less judgy. Her revulsion was so powerful, she missed the beauty of this movie.
For good films on grief, I think it's worth mentioning Lonergan, whose two films that I've seen (You Can Count On Me and Manchester by the Sea, but esp. the latter) both deal with family trauma and grief. Manchester especially might be a little low on the watchable scale (my partner refuses to watch it, for example) but an incredible movie in so many ways. Among other things, it has such a rich sense of place—I happened to watch it in a movie theater in Lowell (which is where my parents live and where I mostly grew up), and it was unnerving.
Spot on about the original Death at a Funeral. And Michell’s version of Persuasion. Love the Lonergan films mentioned by jamsheed. Wondering how Ordinary People holds up on the subject.
Ah, Venus.... I LOVE this film and O’Toole in it. Can’t remember who wrote a truly offensive piece in the Times about how revolting it was to have old people in movies who still have sexual feelings. It was around the time that Judy Dench/Cate Blanchett movie was out, so she included it in her disgust. I don’t know how old she was at the time, but I hope the writer has moved solidly into middle age and gotten a little less judgy. Her revulsion was so powerful, she missed the beauty of this movie.