It would seem to me that the return to childhood dreams is a much kinder fate than their present reality and, though well intentioned, the reprimanding voices that attempt to bring them back to present moment.  I read somewhere where Alzheimers patients seem to be tethered between two realms or dimensions (half on this side and half on “the other side"), preparing for their inevitable transition.  As a caregiver to a loved one with Alzheimers, I’ve wondered about this.

This is a lovely film, quiet and muted in its message.  It is not so much how people handle illness as they grow older, but what they become in their illness and how they live in it.  What it is they want does not change over the years—someone to be with, do with, live with.  This is what we all desire.