If there is an afterlife, live, be kind to him

Timmy 2022-11-07 09:39:12

I really like the way this movie is expressed, and the terrible things are said easily, it seems that even the terrible things are just a small thing. This way of narration really kills the invisible. Stewart said, "All I expected was to lie down and die, I felt so filthy and fucking horrible, I hated and attacked everyone who came near me. I just hoped, even once, to escape this madness ."

However, such a crazy Stuart is actually a kind, a little childish, and fragile good person. Stewart hates violence, but I am glad that Stewart has violence. If there is no violence, I am afraid that he will not be able to survive even as a child. I'm not surprised by his ending.

Such a life, he is a kind person, how can he survive.

Ugh. If there is an afterlife, life, be kind to him. I really like the Benny here, it's so soft and glutinous, I want to take two bites. But Benny's acting skills are also good. At the beginning, he simply took Stewart as the research object, even disregarding his wounds, let him be in front of everyone, his friend, let him cut his soul, and finally regarded him as a close friend. good.

I think I'll remember Stewart for the rest of my life

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Stuart: A Life Backwards quotes

  • [last lines]

    Alexander Masters: The book was finally published in April 2005. I think Stuart would have liked it.

  • [Alexander plays a tape in his car that Stuart gave him]

    Stuart Shorter: Hi Alexander. It's Stuart.

    Alexander Masters: Hello, Stuart.

    Stuart Shorter: ...I've had lots to drink and that. I can't help reflect, about my brother, and my brother's friend. And they didn't believe me. And they didn't care. And the abuse, being asked to do things that I wouldn't have thought possible that anyone, could ask of an eleven year old. I just head-butted. And head-butted, and head-butted. The more you speak, the more you disbelieve. And no one listened to any thing I had to say. And I just sit here drinking, having mad conversations with myself. Talking about mutilating myself. Killing myself. Dragging down those who are responsible. I want to just lay down and die. I feel so dirty and fucking horrible. Hating and attacking anyone I get close to. I just wish there could be an escape from this madness.