Have you seen The Diving Bell and the Butterfly?

Marie and I saw The Diving Bell and the Butterfly a few days ago. It was an unusual movie, based on a true story of Jean-Dominique Bauby’s stroke, near total paralysis, and determined memoir that grew from it.
I admired Bauby’s creative “to the end” spirit.
I somewhat more appreciated the entire support system of translators and therapists (mostly women), that nursed him through his tedious memoir translation process.
His ailment left him and his a support group the daunting task of communication… using only the blink of one eye, and a alphabetical designation to each blink.
The movie is well shot in an artistic “point of view” fashion by 1980’s art star painter turned director Julian Schnabel.
“Interesting” is too passive a word for this exquisite movie… because the emotional backdrop is so difficult to imagine and capture without being overly sentimental.
It intrigues me that “Jean Do” in the beginning expresses his desire to die…. Isn’t that how we’d all feel in his situation?
The mere fact that a memoir was produced at all, is a testament to the human spirit by Bauby and his extensive support group.
A powerful movie IMHO…