Post-Life
Ahh, but remember when life was not sweet, when you were not sure that anybody loved you, or for that matter, liked you at all? And any kind words from your mother devastated you and those chokes, those hideous cries, would just come tumbling out? A mother’s touch - any human touch - meant so much, even though you never asked for it, and it could transform you back into a blathering, babbling daughter. Just that - a daughter.
Damn, Mike Leigh, you’re good.