Romain is a photographer. Why photographer? instead of any other profession? What does this have to do with other people in his life, with his death? What is the purpose of the photo for this film? I'm wondering
after his death. After the diagnosis, I took pictures: Boyfriend sleeping alone after quarrel / sister and nephew after phone call and after reconciliation / grandma / sea beach and crowd
No picture: father / mother /
Some people say that the meaning of photos is that in daily life The beauty or sadness of that moment is left in the time dimension of , and the lost or forgotten memories, as well as the ordinary and painful daily life, are constructed accordingly with imagination. The beauty of the imagination is based on how that photo freezes.
The beautiful body of the sleeping boyfriend is used to freeze the past love, travel, quarrel, and breakup. The days go on, when I think of you, I will look at the photo and think of your beauty instead of quarreling. In the imagination evoked by this photo, everything is beautiful.
The image of my sister hugging her nephew was frozen. When I looked at the photo, I imagined that we were still playmates who built a wooden house together when we were young. We were so intimate, and the quarrels and injuries in reality would not come to our imagination.
Grandma's photos, always so beautiful and casual, seeing her photos, I know that I still have someone who can tell the truth, not afraid of being surrounded by the flood of sympathy and ignorant criticism
Why dying without telling
It may be difficult for some people to understand why To die alone in such a "hypocritical" way. However, if you grew up alone, you are alone despite the people around you. If you have such an experience, you will not fail to understand his choice. Essentially, we all came alone, live alone, die alone. No one can live or die for you. At most, there will be a group of people around your coffin, either in pain, or fake crying, or missing, or empty. In the last three months, which were not many, I had no energy and was unwilling to comfort anyone other than me.
Alienation from people is not innate. In the daily time dimension bit by bit, it is slowly polished with ice into a solid siege, which is airtight, but crystal clear. See the essence of all things clearly, reject harmful sympathy and criticism, and reject understanding and love.
What are you thinking about in your last days? Want to resolve the strong siege in your heart? So make that call to my sister? Want to leave something for yourself in this world? So give that waitress a baby? But why drive away a lover? What if that's the only person you love?
What might I be thinking about in my last days? Will there be someone I can trust to tell him/her the whole truth? Will I have anyone who has at least once loved me? Will I leave anything to this world?
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