Watched Departures today, at a very inappropriate time when I am about to catch a full-blown flu, and I still made my way in the blinding rain to the cinema, sneezing all the way. My condition affected me, I couldn't really concentrate or put in my emotions into what I see. I felted extremely disappointed that I couldn't weep as much as my three colleagues, I couldn't weep at all...
This is a movie talking about how a man got into the job of an undertaker, specifically those who enbalm and dresses the dead before sending them off their last journey. I enjoyed the humor of the movie very much, the scrubing bathing scene, the misunderstanding of the interview/advertisement, the making of the demo of enbalmment process. From watching one enbalment to another, we can see how close was the family to the dead, whether there were any unresolved issues with the dead, whether one's last words of farewell would be thank you, or I am sorry. Like they say, funerals and rituals are made for the people alive, not for the dead. It is a way of coming to terms with unresolved issues with a person and bringing things to a closure. It is the 'the End' of someone's story,anyone's story. I think the actor did a good job in portraying the fear, the professionalism of his 'job', the respect for the dead and the gift of gentle touch to something/someone forbidden. As the character matures progressively in the story, he comes to terms with his own past, and the ending segment was a great way for him to come to terms with his own hatred and love.
This movie reminds everyone of us to live a life without regrets, not to take anyone for granted and to learn to cherish soon enough, so that should things come to an end, one would be full of thank/gratitude, than sorry/sorrow. Perhaps it would be a traumatic lesson for those who have not thought about it, and that's why so many people cried in the theatre. I realised it only when the lights came on and everyone were in tears, eyes red and hands full of tissue. When asked which part/s were so weepy, all my friends told me it wasn;t the scene that were depressing, it was the thought that they could relate to that made them cry, then only I understood.
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真正付出真心的人才懂得何为哭
为何哭
Sunday, March 15
Departures
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angeline
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