Anthony (Anthony Hopkins) has dementia and he's the only one who doesn't know it. His daughter, Anne (Olivia Colman), does her best to cope with his increasing paranoia and mood swings but there's only so much she can do.
This is a much better film than I thought it would be going in. I knew from the Oscar clips that it was going to be depressing as fuck, but it's extremely watchable nonetheless. It's cleverly written and shot from Anthony's perspective, so you can also feel like you're losing your mind. Fun! Now, you would think the pairing would be Still Alice, but I think it's too similar, so you should double feature this with Amour instead. And then call your grandparents if they're still living, Jesus, fuck.
Look, being a caregiver is excruciating and thankless. It's horrible to watch someone you love decline before your very eyes, especially if they can't see that you're there to help them. If you've never had to experience that, this movie can give you a window. If you have, you don't need to watch this. Which is good, because it's still only available for rent through Vudu or Netflix disc.
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