still life, or the sad truth about solitude

I'm not talking about painting today, but about a film my three guys and I watched yesterday. Maybe you've watched it or heard about it, but in case you didn't ...

It is a drama film, written & directed by Uberto Pasolini. The main characters are played by Eddie Marsan & Joanne Froggatt.

"There are few faces more forlon than that of Eddie Marsan in this painfully melancholic tale of half-lives and lonely deaths. He plays John May, a civil servant whose thankless job is to locate relatives of the recently deceased and perpetually unloved. To his superiors (and indeed everyone else), these poor unfortunates are just numbers, but John takes an all-too-personal interest in their passing - loving pasting their photos into his own family albums, while eating tuna and toast at home alone. Facing his final case, John embarks on an odyssey through the land of the living that brings him into contact with the fractured friends & acquaintances of a previously unnoticed neighbour." (The Guardian, Feb. 8th 2015)

I think it is the kind of films that should be seen by everyone, young & old. It touched me deeply. It won several awards, including at the Abu Dhabi Film Festival for "its humanity, empathy, and grace in treating grief, solitude and death."

Have a beautiful rest of your week.