being able to tell my partner "it's okay, you can go." No matter how many times I watch LTC, that scene leaves me sobbing uncontrollably. I am not saying David was wrong for telling Sean it was okay to go. I just can't fathom the strength it would take to say it.
sharePardon my honesty but that would be the most kindest act of love. You stop thinking about your own needs and think only of your partner. If you are really in love then it is the easiest thing to do because you don't want to see your partner hurt and suffer.
shareI actually said this with my LTC back in 1998. He loved the movie and was in the terminal stages of neuropathy from AIDS - he had fought for a decade before we had the "cocktail".
shareSorry, might sound like a stupid question, isoron, but what's the "cocktail"?
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Sorry, might sound like a stupid question, isoron, but what's the "cocktail"?
Dear Isoron,
I'm so sorry for the loss of your long time companion. You must have been devastated.
This movie was recently recommended to me; hoping to watch it over Thanksgiving weekend.
Live kindly,
Terry G.
artguylarry, was in library earlier today and saw a book on gay/LGBT films and looked through it. There was a page on this movie. The scene you describe always calls for extra tissues for me too. Also, the end when all their friends, including the ones that have died....it's a "wouldn't it be wonderful if..." moment makes me really sob. I have lost two very good friends to AIDS. Was looking through my photo album the other day and there were several of a friend that I went to Paris with about a year before he died. He had lost a great deal of weight and was getting weaker. Our wanderings about Paris were so sad as he took frequent breaks. He spent about an hour at the top of Eiffel Tower looking at the magnificent view as he knew it would be his last one. He traveled frequently and loved Paris. Loved him very much.
sharei lost two high school friends to AIDS in the late 80s. They didn't officially come out till after we graduated, so there were quite a few people shocked when they heard the news. Both friends reminded me of Dermot Mulroney's character John....the ending of this film always makes me cry.
The way that U wander is the way that U choose the day that U tarry is the day that U lose
DCJerzeygirl, hope 2012 is starting out great for you. Thanks for replying!
shareI was at my husband and best friend's bedside when he took his last breath in the AIDS ward in SF. I don't think he knew I was there. I'd told him the days before that is was okay for him to go join Sir Michael, that his 'Daddy' was waiting for him and would take care of him when I couldn't since he'd died of AIDS the year before. We were rivals for Odie's love and attention at times, but I respected Sir as someone who loved him and tried to do good by him.
I remember vividly the first time I saw this movie. It was late at night and I was sitting in my son's bed while he slept next to me. (My basement room was too damn cold to be awake at 3 in the morning.) When the last scene where the last three fantasized about all their lost friends joining on the sand showed, I cried like a baby. I couldn't stop crying; I was surprised my son didn't wake up. Even now that scene makes me tear up. I lost so many friends to AIDS. Coco and Paul and Syl; I still think of them and miss them terribly. I had several friends who where stars in gay porn in the 70s and 80s; the disease struck so many of them, real sweet guys and good friends.
The world lost so much...
I was at my husband and best friend's bedside when he took his last breath in the AIDS ward in SF. I don't think he knew I was there. I'd told him the days before that is was okay for him to go join Sir Michael, that his 'Daddy' was waiting for him and would take care of him when I couldn't since he'd died of AIDS the year before. We were rivals for Odie's love and attention at times, but I respected Sir as someone who loved him and tried to do good by him.
I remember vividly the first time I saw this movie. It was late at night and I was sitting in my son's bed while he slept next to me. (My basement room was too damn cold to be awake at 3 in the morning.) When the last scene where the last three fantasized about all their lost friends joining on the sand showed, I cried like a baby. I couldn't stop crying; I was surprised my son didn't wake up. Even now that scene makes me tear up. I lost so many friends to AIDS. Coco and Paul and Syl; I still think of them and miss them terribly. I had several friends who where stars in gay porn in the 70s and 80s; the disease struck so many of them, real sweet guys and good friends.
The world lost so much...
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When you rise above selfishness,you encourage them to let go. You realize that death is best for THEM (in spite of your heartache). Very difficult, but the person suffering is tired and need the release.
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