This starts ‘a man seemingly larger than nature intended lies staring at the ceiling waiting for his time.’ A deeply reflective experiment in film from 2007, concerning the final chapter of a life.
In those life experiences of our greatest pain and suffering also comes the greatest love and beauty, and transformation. This is a film about sudden loss, and the experience of telling a young child that her Father had died.
‘… she knew she was going to die anyway, and then she decided that day would be the day. I think it was the loneliest thing I’ve ever seen. She walked past me and laid on the bed and she nodded yes to the Doctor. I can’t find words for what it felt like to be there.’ A film about the last hour of a life.
Might the causes of poverty lie deeper than just physical need. And might the way out lie with our ability to see ourselves together, as the same.’ An extraordinary and humbling experience. A film about the often missed nature of poverty.
In this time of visceral chaos what if this were the last time I were to see you. Might the possibility of words left unsaid haunt the rest of my days …
The Hospice Community at Joseph’s House in Washington DC hold the belief that no one should live, or die alone. Welcome to ‘On the Edge of Life and Death’. It’s the film title, because it is just that.
If I am to be entirely honest you would be a fool not to give this you full and undivided attention for its full and undivided duration. I imagine the experience will contribute in ways you might not be able to place words against. It is a profound wondering about the experience of life, death and cancer.
Carlos Enrique Araujo has experienced perhaps the greatest of all tragedies. Yet he chooses to see the world, and those in it, through a quite unexpected lens. Perhaps it points us to the whereabouts of true wealth.
The carer to a partner with a debilitating illness so often carries a vast unseen weight. A weight that can change so much. In the uncontrollable vulnerability of such a journey, one might break wide open. And in such fracture might exist vast questions.
Beyond the drama of tragic events lies the deafening, visceral and prolonged experience of grief. An experience that is seemingly untouchable by those who look in from the outside.