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Ann, 23 years old, lives a modest life with her two kids and her husband in a trailer in her mother's garden. Her life takes a dramatic turn, when her doctor tells her that she has uterine cancer and only two months to live. She compiles a list of things to do before she dies. Written by
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Life is so much better than you think, my love. I know because you managed to fall in love with me even though you saw, what was it, you said 10%? Five maybe? Maybe if you'd seen it all, you wouldn't have liked me. Or you would have liked me in spite of everything. I guess we'll never know...
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So, for writer director Coixet, cancer (an ovarian tumor expanded to the stomach) is a little bit more than a stomachache from time to time. Six years of life in a trailer in the backyard of a white trash polluted neighborhood, unemployment and a miserable job as a cleaning lady is the source of only one feeling: joy of life.
Maybe the only sickness Coixet have ever suffer is the flu and her only experience with working class people was when she missed the exit on the highway and was stop in a traffic light for 30 seconds. Or maybe she has seen to many war movies where brave soldiers die happily remembering her wife and where poor people are good and brave, and never worried for money.
I don't know, but simply put, for some reason this movie has nothing to do with reality, not even the `cinema reality'. So, this could be a kind of lovely Amelie, but with a terminal cancer. mmm, a minor inconvenience, nonetheless. After all, who wants to live forever?
The 23 years old Ann denies her condition. "Do you have candy?" she asks the doctor when he gives her the bad news. But, hold on, the pseudo-poetic voice-all-over informs us that she is in not denial, she knows she will die soon... But Coixet wants to probe a point, that´s the point of the film.
So, instead of any human feeling or reaction (what about fear, anger, sadness?), the happily dying Ann hides her condition from her lovely husband (he only seems to exists to play a wonderful husband, read stories to a couple of wonderful girls, clean the wonderful trailer) and from everybody, except us, of course, because we have to listen to the voice from time to time, and the voice knows the voice will die soon.
Few movies can get that far from reality to prove a finally pointless point: "life is good, make the most of it".
"My life without me" has the depth of a fortune cookie, the same insight into human nature, working class people; and, most of all, the same sweet but intolerable taste.
The story is simply ludicrous. Here is an example: she makes a list of things to do before dying (the Homer Simpson's one was a million times more honest and heartfelt).
Some highlights of the list: she hooks up with a lover, she goes and meets her father... what else? no, wrong, she already has seen the ocean, so you can take that out.
So, if after so much soap operas you still have some dignity left, stay miles away from this piece of cra.... sorry, candy.
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