Post by Fragile WarriorPost by manitouPost by FatKatPost by Fragile WarriorUh... the name Claire springs to mind here.
Wasn't there somebody in that room with Claire? Even if that was just
a nurse, Claire (like Keith) had a valid "excuse" - everybody else was
dead.
Correct.
With only a nurse in a chair reading a book that IS dying alone.
I think you've taken too literally the meaning of "dying alone". It
doesn't mean that at-that-minute you're in a room with nobody else - it
means that you're apparently a person who's obviously been alone for
quite some time. Claire and David (and even George, by George) were at
Ruth's bedside, strongly suggesting that they were ever-present in her
life. (Who knows, maybe she finally chipped through taht wall
surrounding that heart of his, though I'd feel safer about that had we
seen Maggie in any of those scenes.) Brenda was still around at
David's last, sunny picnic (boy, that David, what a party-pooper).
David didn't die surrounded by those who loved him because he just
happened to be at some picnic when he departed. He died with them
because the circumstances made clear he was a part of their lives and
did not retreat into a shell on Kieth's death.
As for Claire (or is it Clare? How is that woman's name spelled?) died
in a room that could not have been arranged or maintained by a woman of
her age. While we can accept the idea of her being able to buy an
interior designer, there is the still that matter of all those pictures
shown in the slow pan - which testify to a life spent watching and
immortalizing others, looking at them, picking apart their feelings and
not treating them as inanimate sponges which exist only to suck up some
pseudo-intellectual pap about emotional closure.