It's just that the end of the world

Trycia 2022-01-17 08:01:57

The holiday is over, not the end of the world. You can sit back at the computer desk with complaints, but Louis faces the real end: death.

On the plane, the moment when the child sitting behind me covered my eyes was dark, as if it was practice again and again. The child's mother apologized tirelessly, but she didn't know that the child's play was not annoying at all compared with the family who had been away for twelve years.

Louis didn't know why he wanted to come back. Tell your family that it is necessary? I doubt whether the postcards sent by Louis are a burden on the family, a reminder that I want to turn a blind eye but have to meet, reminding that there is still a related existence in the world.

In order to prevent the atmosphere from freezing, everyone talked at all to conceal their anxiety. Anxiety, anger, excitement, etc. pull an already tense relationship; tears and laughter are so unnatural. Why should I come back? I was so nervous that I was sweating. A few puffs of cigarettes, that is the only moment of peace. But I was still sweating cold, no matter how strong the sun was, I felt cold.

Twelve years later, Louis's return naturally made everyone cramped. why? Should the family ask why? He tried to ease the party, just like his sister Suzanne, who was well-dressed. But that's not her, that's not him either. He listened to his mother and encouraged his sister to chat with his brother. But who understands whom? Brother Antoine didn't want to listen, and didn't want to talk. Louis told him the cup of coffee at the sunrise at the airport, and Antoine asked why he had to tell him. For the rest of the car after buying cigarettes, only the sound of wheels could be heard.

My return is natural, isn't it? When a person is dying, he wants to say goodbye: farewell to relatives, farewell to the past. Director Dolan’s several memories are beautiful and moving. I miss the old house, miss the single bed, miss playing with my brother. The new house is too big and empty. In the past, in the eyes of the family, it was not worth mentioning. It's just that I'm back. Twelve years of blank space left them to search for memory fragments and communicate with me. It was my arrival that evoked their more or less unhappy memories. Maybe it's my selfishness. But I'm leaving this world, can't I satisfy my dying wish?

When Antoine asked Louis to leave quickly with fabricated reasons, Louis respected his decision. Louis struggled a bit at first, but it was right to think about it later. Do they need to know the truth? Maybe a strange phone call or a letter in the future, like those postcards he wrote, is enough to inform his death. Antoine did this, maybe she didn't want to know the real purpose of his brother's visit for twelve years, and wanted to end this embarrassment early. Yes, they met, twelve years later. There is a lot of time for a meal. A postcard a year has suddenly become face-to-face for a few hours, which is really too much. In the phrase "Home Is Where It Hurts" at the beginning of the movie.

When I left, the setting sun was very bright. That is a hopeful expression of the director. Stumbled in the memory, not as good as a bright ending. Free, I am free, my mother is free, my brother is free, my sister is free, my sister-in-law is also free. What fear is there at the end of the world? Just like that bird, lying in the sunset and using the last few breaths, thinking about nothing, how nice.

Unfortunately, Louis is the only "alive" person in this family.

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It's Only the End of the World quotes

  • Louis-Jean Knipper: There I was, after 10 years, well, 12, to be precise. So after 12 years of absence and in spite of my fear, I was going to visit them. In life there a number of motivations that are no one's business, that force you to leave without looking back. And there are just as many motivations that force you to return. So after all those years, I decided to retrace my steps. Take the journey... to announce my death. Announce it in person, and try to give the others and myself one last time, the illusion that I am, until its very end, the master of my life. Let's see how that goes.

  • La mère: I don't understand you. But I love you. I love you. No one will take that away from me.