I hatred it erstwhile people talk crap about health. Especially erstwhile we talk about fatal diseases (i.e. those that are untreated leading to death). Especially erstwhile a individual who talks bullshit produces something opinion-forming, specified as films and uses well-known faces for this purpose, specified as Tomasz Kot, Janusz Chabior, Jacek Brażik. Partly, this is due to the fact that any well-known people did their occupation ignoring medical recommendations, due to the fact that somewhere (usually online) something (assholes) was written about the illness and its home treatment. They could be alive, they'd alternatively pretend they knew something they didn't know. ATTENTION, THEY'RE GOING TO BE SPOJLERS, BUT YOU CAN'T GET THE MOVING ANYMORE.
Suicide (suicide), a drunken series (tango), the arrangement of life and the repair of relationships with loved ones (remanent), are the 3 possibilities for the remainder of his stay on these tears of padola, which the movie therapist of addiction (Chabór) invented for his patient, an alcoholic (Cat), who learned that he had advanced cancer and had 3-4 months to live.
Really? Couldn't you walk to the oncology ward, talk to doctors, nurses, psychologists? You must have been a author (Cezary Harasimovich) inventing possibilities out of his ass? Based on low-tech stereotypes? In short: Patients with advanced cancer have about 2 more sensible than movie options: If there is simply a chance, in the sense that medicine can treat specified cases, the patient goes to heal himself, takes care of good nutrition, good anesthesiological care (a painkiller), takes care of relaxation and welfare. erstwhile there is absolutely no chance, erstwhile the oncologist does not know what to do, so many metastasis and so many organs severely damaged, is palliative care, which is actually the same, but without aggressive treatment, which would not have resulted, and would have been the origin of additional suffering. 1 can besides consider euthanasia, but not in a country as sick as Poland. No oncologist, no scientist will urge a life inventory, especially 1 that absorbs the energy of the patient. Yes, you can consult a scientist with any ideas about broken relationships with relatives, but I don't think a specialist is giving any illusions here, he'll most likely say "sorry is always worth it, but don't promise yourself besides much." I mean, it's that for 2 women she was divining, but for any reason the relation has broken up, and now there are questions about whether these reasons have ceased, due to the fact that if not, even the sacramental “DRAVE” will not change much, and it will not always happen.
No, I don't know how to offer a sick individual a suicide or an alcoholic sequence. Even if it's just a movie. Yeah, what kind of movie is that? "Live not to die" is called and specified anti-therapeutic crap I haven't seen in a long time. due to the fact that there's more babooli there. For example, the abstinent club is decorated in it like a rough restaurant, and the addicts there act like drunk losers raising further toasts with the fact that they do it with soft drinks. Even a drunk therapist will repeat that this is simply a book example of dry drinking, repeating the same behavior, launching the same mechanisms as in active addiction. That's not how a club fights alcohol addiction. The knife just opens in the pocket. It would be rather an interesting procedure, to make a movie about self-proclaimed therapist and healer with any illness that can and at good will, but kills people by giving them ideas giving them the other effect than treatment. Unfortunately, I did not have the impression for a minute that this was the function of the character played by Chabior. Apparently, the author and manager to the company are convinced that this is the best aid for a sobering alcoholic who has besides received a diagnosis of lung cancer.
There's another shocking scene in this movie. The author suggests that the kind of average is any kind of nightmare mistake in which a doctor dying of cancer tells a man based on the results of a CT scan that the cancer has subsided, due to the fact that the pictures from the CT are actually clean. In fact, it is only in breaking all the procedures that you can control the results and give another patient a medical description. It's hard to do, but it can. Very unlikely, but fine. Only how can you, for a questionable way of subduing tension put it in the script and not think of the people who will watch it?! Cancers are rather common, all 50-year-old knows or knows individual who has struggled with them. There'll be sick people watching the movie. And now let's imagine an oncological patient who does chemotherapy, everything works, the patient takes it well, the illness subsides, after 2 months he gets a clean CT, no cancer. Yeah, but he was watching that damn movie, and now he's wondering if he's truly gone. Or was he deceived? Or it's just a mistake! possibly he's dying and the doctor won't treat him? What a stupid idea! That's how you get paranoid! Psychosis like nothing!
Perfect – Control yourself
Besides, the movie is even artistically hollow. Heroes decision miraculously between Warsaw and Budapest, as if it were a way from Nieporzetu to Zegor, we have a permanent deficiency of logic in character transformations, a deficiency of logic in actions, especially the evolution of the main character is cloudy and unclear. Actually, I only found 2 positives: acting, that's one. The second is to illustrate that demanding a variety of destroyed relationships between people, so overnight, is not only counting on a miracle, but even rubbing itself against foolishness and selfish callousness.
To sum up, I don't know where the score 6.2/10 came from on the video web, on what basis it was exhibited. Fortunately, critics saved the audience's honor by giving the painting 3.7/10. The movie is on the netflix offer.
This is not a review. This is an expression of my irritation, my anger at the writer. Man, come on!
