I saw this film at the Aero Theater in Santa Monica and was profoundly moved. Having had a mother who died of Alzheimer's, I found Soleil's portrayal of her father hit a chord. She showed the tenderness and love that can be the unexpected gift (yes, it can be a gift) of this otherwise horrible disease. Her reconnection with her father, Virgil Frye, and her attempt at closure over some long held anger, were some of the most powerful scenes I have seen on film. Soleil bared her emotions and ventured into areas that some might have avoided - after all, what is to be gained from exposing the failings of a dieing father? But in talking to her father about his shortcomings as a father and his neglect of her as a child, she seemed to find some healing and more moving, Virgil also seemed to gain some comfort from talking about what seems to have been avoided topics for many years. Just as I found a beautiful new aspect of my relationship with my mother after she could no longer put her thought into words, Soliel and Virgil seemed to have found a new peace. One thing about Alzheimers is that it cuts through the crap and the facades and lets one find the real person inside. That can be horrible or beautiful. Soliel found what I am guessing she already knew, that while Virgil did not always lead an admirable life, he had an inner decency and kindness. I am thankful that Soliel shared her journey with us. It was a brave thing to do.
Kudos for a wonderful movie.
Kudos for a wonderful movie.