The finality, the simplicity of life, we think of it as a child, but American cinema does not generally content itself with giving it to you. But it was there. It was then that I knew that Gus Van Sant was someone I had to pay close attention to. I didn’t care that he was dancing so close to the mainstream, the man had the truth on his side and I would patiently wait to experience it. He would give birth every few years and I would be that kid again, destroyed, crying, seeing the simplicity of life and death and placing this work in the context of my own life.
After 2019, with its myriad of funerals for me, and 2020, where everyone in America lost someone, I returned to “Restless” and was once again reduced to my younger self, learning the end of life for the first time. I am so grateful for this man and his work to exist. I don’t know what I would have done without it.