Wit

Wit

 

                Seeing “HBO” in the start of the movie was like a warm, inviting welcome into the entire thing. And I must say,  Wit is just amazing. It was a perfect mix of heavy emotion and light and simple scenes, plus Emma Thompson’s stellar acting. Her accent and her way with the words are just perfect in the Literature teacher character; and her puking and weezing topped with the suffering gaze amidst her will to stay strong made her such a convincing cancer patient. She’s definitely why this movie is so…wow. My eyes, trying to fight the tears in some scenes, were glued to the screen for the entire hour and a half. 

                One line that struck me during the movie was Vivian’s motto to treat words with respect. She was so particular yet spot on with her choice of words and it actually got me thinking while I watched. Each word elicits a different feeling; a different association  and I think this is taken for granted. 

                The mention of Death be not proud was like an obvious foreshadowing, I suppose. I knew that Vivian will die (well, she has cancer after all) and that the poem will glorify her death. Yet when the movie actually reached the point in the ending, it was still great; an emotionally fulfilling conclusion.