I loved it so much.
It was well acted (Halle Berry and Benicio Del Toro), and directed.
I identified with the grief of the characters (that kind of grief is no joke), so deep , so, so deep.
It's like in the book Drinking The Sweet Water. It's the kind of grief you have that makes you not want to wake up.
The kind of grief where your soul hurts.
I was crying within the first 10 minutes of the movie
One of the best scenes in the movie was when Halle Berry's character asks another woman if the pain gets better.
She said : It gets different.
This really stayed with me. So true. I was never able to explain it before how that feels...It doesn't ever get better, it gets different.
I know it doesn't get better because some events, smells, sights and sounds trigger a lightning flash of emotion...it's eerie
Then of course the characters deal with the addict and you get to see all the emotional energy that is expended there.
In one scene Benicio tries to describe to Halle what it is like doing heroin.
He says: You keep trying to chase that initial feeling and you get the high but that initial feeling you never get back, no matter what you do.
Halle says (in her grief): I would chase it all day
Benicio: No you wouldnt because you are too strong and too connected (or something to that effect).
So true.
In Drinking The Sweet Water, the main character is stricken with so much grief that she seems drunk. So deep in it that everyday things confuse and confound. How was someone so able to get into her head, and heart that she could feel a pain she feared was worse than death.
The main character there couldn't numb the pain with substances either, couldn't even begin to try...she was too self aware.
In Things We Lost in The Fire, you also desire the relationship that Halle and David (the husband and wife) have with each other and with their children. So real, just real, and true.
She says in one scene : " I miss the silliness"
That THING does exist.
This movie did something for me.
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