P.S I love you
Okay…. I admit… I love this movie. I really do and the book makes you cry too.
And it is a scary topic to think about. You want to cry. I mean especially if you have a mental illness…..
In my case. Death terrifies me. I am worried about how my kids will live on and my husband. What if I die before my mom. Could she handle it? What if they are devastated to the point that they cannot cope. I wouldn’t want my kids to feel that way. I would want them to be strong. But I couldn’t guarantee that if I was dead. This is something I fear a lot. Like I want them to remember me. I want to be with them forever.
But other than my kids…. who else would remember me? No one. I am not a memorable person. I have had no big impact on this world. Hell, you guys might not even know what I look like.
But as usual I am off topic… to an extent. Damn attention span.
Now I watched the movie before I read the book and I just can’t logically comprehend the logistics of this story.
For one. aren’t the characters made out to be barely making it financially? Then how could Gerry plan such extravagant plans after his death.
Now I can understand the letters. That can be written well in advance and plans can be made with people to disperse them at certain times. But the trip to Ireland. If you’re considering the financial standings that they’re supposed to be in…. Then how could Gerry plan such a trip to Ireland. I mean I would literally like to know. I would love to go to Ireland and just listen to the Natives talk. I would never come home. That accent is like angels whispering in your ear. Irish and Scottish are my two accent weakness….and Hugh Jackman but he’s from Australia… so he’s an exception.
I do love the movie and I love the book. I mean I am a hopeless romantic at heart. However, I find it kind of insensitive how fast she dealt with this tragic death and how fast it was pushed for her to move on romantically. Honestly. I mean if anything happened to my husband. I would probably take years and years and years before I could possibly move on. Even that would be incredibly difficult to deal with. I mean I’ve been with this man for 9 years. And I knew I wanted to marry him six months into our relationship.
I understand this is the movie business and they only have so many minutes to tell their story but the tie line for grieving a husband drives me insane.
Just another random rant