oslo, august 31st .. just wow. I don't think that I ever had the need to talk for hours after a movie. one of the best movies I ever watched.
I watched this last night and it's amazing. The bit that hit's the hardest to me are the two open monologues - the first one with all the people talking about what they remember and then the conversations in the coffee shop ending with the girls list of aspirations finalizing on wanting to be loved. With everything, it's about being able to relate and I feel this is the most relative suicide movies - if you watch it I'm not giving anything away by saying that.
This wasn't romanticized in even the slightest I felt - very cold and authentic. Anders was brought up a privileged child on the right side of Oslo which led to his connections but in the end brought his spiral. He was taught in an intellectual sense but never felt true love or caring deep down inside. Even before he got into drugs he felt this and that's what he tried filling the void with since he was dealt the time and money to do so. However, in the end - even after the rehab, he still felt nothing there. His sister didn't want to see him, his best friend stood him up at a party, and his last opportunity at sex is turned down which was really felt to me. It's like you could see it in his eyes that he knew the feeling of getting in that pool with the girl would do nothing for him, that it was already over, and one last feeling of ecstasy was worthless to him. The last phone call he tries to make to the girl he's not even sure if he loved is futile.
How it's played out just sends shivers down your spine. I think for most people this is how it would happen for them yet no one would understand and most not express caring. That last cold day...