thinking of my dad and things making sense (see this post last week), there’s one film i love. despite it never being a huge block buster or other people liking it, i have loved it from the very first time i saw it and even though it makes me cry every time, i can watch it over and over again.
i haven’t seen it for almost a year now. last time i watched it i remember wondering in the end how she could be so calm. tonight i realised i know.
“i wish… you could have known my father.”