Film: The Death of Mr. Lazarescu (229/250)
First Time/Rewatch: First Time
Mr. Lazarescu is sick. In fact, he is dying, but he doesn't know it. Nobody is taking him very seriously. They shrug off his complaints of pain as simply the grumblings of an old unreliable drunk. And so, knowing the title of the film, we watch him and wait for him to die. This film moves in what feels like real time: his trips to various hospitals, the tests, the doctors reluctantly examining him, the paramedic stubbornly staying by his side. The film is advertised as a black comedy, but I found it overwhelmingly depressing. We know little about this man's previous life, and we have only tuned in for the very end. The film grabs you and makes you confront your own mortality, the reality that when it's your time to go, it could very well be this bleak. But, it's a comedy, right?
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