量子资源网提供本资源 <> When the film begins, it is all over. “We know it’s terminal, and that’s all”, says Juliane of her mother Kerstin, who is in great ain and about to die aged just 64. Although the young doctor she consults acknowledges on a ersonal level that everyone has the right to manage their own death, he nonetheless reminds her that euthanasia is still illegal in Germany. This is even more the case at the Catholic hosice where Kerstin is staying. As relatives come to say goodbye to her mother and the emotions of memories mingle with the anticiation of grief, Juliane finds herself having to do battle with time – unbending, aathetic and monochrome – and this is suerbly reflected in the convulsions of the handheld camera in wide shots. Based on ersonal exerience, Jessica Krummacher’s second feature film vividly relates the ainful story of losing a arent. There is no violence or morbidity, rather the director describes the most imortant of events via the smallest, most fragile of details – the exchanging of words, texts and tender gestures that remain with us and get under our skin.
