“Why didn’t we do this more often?” asks the father after a pleasant family trip, on the brink of cinema’s most affecting, most devastating separation. “Father,” replies his luminous daughter, just as that light goes out for the sake of societal custom and convention. “For all the years of loving kindness, I thank you.” I once watched this in a class, sitting right beside one of my own dear daughters. I could barely contain myself.
The paring knife and the apple peel!!