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Last night, I finished rewatching Six Feet Under. I bought the whole series set, it's in a 'book' of discs, and has a little booklet with 'obits' of the main characters. It's quite nice.
There were a few times when I thought "well, that's enough with the 'everybody's fucking' episode." But I remembered why I think it's one of the best series ever made, and it definitely has the best series finale of anything EVER. I cried as if it were the first time I'd seen it. It's just beautiful. I feel the character depictions were amazing: these seemed like real people...all fucked up and dealing with life and death and love and hate and complex relationships.
I wondered at my decision to watch this series again, with my mom being sick. But it was strangely comforting. There were times when it really hit home, and I would have a good cry (which, ultimately, helps me: I get my crying done at home...so I can be stronger when it counts.)
I fell in love again with the characters: Ruth, Nate, David, Keith, Brenda, Sarah (Ruth's sister played by Patricia Clarkson who I love love love! Watch Pieces of April for another great Patricia Clarkson role), Bettina (played by Kathy Bates) and of course, Claire. And Olivier! He's genius! Possibly one of the weirdest characters you ever couldn't help but love.
Also, I did finally see Termite: The Walls Have Eyes. Don't try to pigeonhole this movie! It's clever, very clever, and I would be hard pressed to categorize it. The film was made by students, under the direction of veteran actor John Walcutt. I highly recommend this film for lovers of indies and fans of films that don't fit the normal (read: ubiquitous) formulas.
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