Where to start...
Today I finally got to watch 'The father' at home rather than the cinema.
The film had me utterly confused until the end, but then I realised that was its purpose. It was just a tiswas of not knowing who was what or whom to me and I could never make complete sense of reality.
Lots of real moments but also lots of icon markers of dementia missing as well. This guy never wandered once even though he could of, I wonder if he wandered how much more confusion that would have fed into an already film production of making the viewer feel utterly lost in who was real and who wasn't. I recognised the carer issues and the refusals instantly, but the end was less sobering, my mum had been asking to see her parents long before she arrived in the care home -if only I could have made that part real for her.
Its an unforgiving film, with some portrayal of abuse as well but left in the land of 'did it happen'. I will have to watch it again, but first time round I think it made me experience the confusion and loss that comes with dementia -certainly had me on my tender hooks of trying to be detective to no avail
Today I finally got to watch 'The father' at home rather than the cinema.
The film had me utterly confused until the end, but then I realised that was its purpose. It was just a tiswas of not knowing who was what or whom to me and I could never make complete sense of reality.
Lots of real moments but also lots of icon markers of dementia missing as well. This guy never wandered once even though he could of, I wonder if he wandered how much more confusion that would have fed into an already film production of making the viewer feel utterly lost in who was real and who wasn't. I recognised the carer issues and the refusals instantly, but the end was less sobering, my mum had been asking to see her parents long before she arrived in the care home -if only I could have made that part real for her.
Its an unforgiving film, with some portrayal of abuse as well but left in the land of 'did it happen'. I will have to watch it again, but first time round I think it made me experience the confusion and loss that comes with dementia -certainly had me on my tender hooks of trying to be detective to no avail