The Night of the 12th (Dominik Moll, 2022)
"There's no need to believe in ghosts. I think the dead are with us. They torment us so we don't forget them. I lost both my parents eight years ago. I thought I'd die of grief. I felt I was in a parallel world, with them alive somewhere while I was dead. But, in the end, no. I accepted it. Now I know some of the dead stay with us forever. And the important things we do are for them."
This is why art is important. It can give us the language for our own experiences and feelings. This scene perfectly captures what I feel now that my parents are gone—that they are alive somewhere while I am the dead one. I clutch my chest often because it feels like my heart is gone, like my soul has been torn from my body.