Why is it that sad stories always seem to have more substance than comedies? It lures you, the sadness, drowning you in the smell of it. LIke those handsome boys, somehow always seem more profound or cleverer than the ordinary guys. And you wonder why. And there are always surprises, lots of surprises, come from the courage and creativities, when one faces death.
Yeah, death. Isn't it wonderful? It makes life not so meaningless, romance not so silly, sex not so cruel, youth not so lost, kiss not so dirty...... In my humble opinion, death is the main character in this movie, not Mia Wasikowska. Though she looks so lovely in those big sweaters. I envy her. She has a young body and a heavy soul.