It is said that Americans are weak, their children are driven out of the house after the age of 18, and their parents are put into nursing homes when they are old. It doesn't look like the movie now. I watched August and felt that it was carved out of the same mold as Ang Lee's diet. Both parents are widowed, and where to go for the resettlement. The three sisters in the family are unwilling to take responsibility for discussions. The eldest daughter endured the most, but in the end she wanted to get rid of it. The second daughter was the closest to her parents and quarreled the most. The drug-addicted American mom and the Chinese dad are both big bosses at the same level.
When I saw the old couple in the play, I thought of my grandparents. My grandfather was usually not talkative and very honest. He was always taken advantage of by others, so I often suffered from losses, so I just tinkered with the newspaper in my small room and took notes every day, and went out for a walk every day. It's more punctual than three meals a day, and rain or shine, family members often say that even a knife can't stop the old man. The old man doesn’t like to talk, but my grandma loves to quarrel. She has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. She has dozens of fights with grandpa every day. Grandpa never talks back, because when the old man was fighting, the bullets deafened his ears. We used to worry about him. Going out to buy groceries and crossing the road can't hear the car honking.
When I was a child, my grandfather spoiled me. When I was in elementary school, I backed school bags. Every day I needed to buy two breads for my sister. My sister always picked out the flavors I liked. I was always scolded by my grandmother, accused of never showing me on TV, hum! In fact, both grandparents love me very much, although I can't really understand the way they both love me. Grandpa's love is dull, while grandma's love is intense. Alas, my childhood is completely snot and tears for me now, and all that is left are memories. In the film, when the old man went back to his hometown to look at his house, I almost burst into tears. Hearing him blowing into his parents' room would be beaten, probably he had a very unpleasant childhood.
I feel that Grandpa Woody has a bit of Alzheimer's, and my grandma has the same disease. I heard from the teacher that the patient in the intensive care unit is in a coma, but his consciousness is clear. Although he can't express himself or move, he completely knows whether you are good to him or not. I don't know if people with Alzheimer's have a clear consciousness, because I think my grandma looked at me exactly the same way she looked at me when I was a child. Always hate, as if my whole body is not right, I have done something wrong.
Oh, if only I wrote such a good script~
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