The Last Song

Son to Father

I have always been mesmerized by the world an author can create when writing a story. One that brings forward the process of death and how the individuals who will experience it in their life comes from Nicholas Spark’s “The Last Song”. In the movie we are introduced to a rebellious teenager and her younger brother who will spend their summer with their father. In the mist of romance and adventure, tragedy strikes with the devastating news that their father is dying of cancer. This movie portrays death in a relatively clear and helpful manner with no misleading agendas.  For example, you can pinpoint the moment when reality strikes and death is knocking at the door. The moment when the doctor comes to tell Ronnie that her father is dying and insists that, “we will make his as comfortable as possible.” Although fictional, this scene is truthful and direct because when the situation is turning to the worst those are the very words that a doctor will say. Another example occurs when Ronnie’s younger sibling is left out of conversation about her father’s approaching death. It has been socially expressed that children should not witness death or be a part of it. In the movie the younger brother is devastated and angry at Ronnie. He vents that she was too busy being in love and protecting turtles, while he was the one who spent time with their father. The film evokes sentimental intrigue by showing that even the youngest souls can be the most mature in understanding death. From the energetic home to the wondering hallways of a hospital, the transformation from one home to another this is what brings to light the sorrowful process of death. It is not until one day the father says “take me home,’ when you understand that an individual has the desire to be at peace with the familiar and comfort of their home to live out their last days.

The  media constructs our understanding of death by showing it -the good, the bad, and the ugly. I believe that this film highlighted the beauty of life. It gives us an opportunity to re-live the moments lost and creates more impressionable ones. Sometimes knowing your dying gives you the liberty to forgive and express anger and fear, it lets you say all the bottled up truths. The freedom granted to understand that death will come and what we make in our “last songs” is our own personal novel.


One thought on “The Last Song

  1. Before this movie came out I really thought I was the only individual in the world to have gone through something as devastating as what was being protrayed in this movie. This has been the only movie I can 100% relate too. I too had to find out of my fathers cancer in a hospital and I too felt I had to “protect” my little sister from seeing and experiencing death. I felt that she was too young to witness her father slowly die. As my father was slowly fading, I can relate to those last minute feelings, thoughts, and learning to forgive. I was able to say everything I needed to say to him, tell him everything I needed to tell him, and forgive him for all the events that he had missed out on and was going to miss out on after he died.

    I agree. We as individuals try to protect the younger ones from experiencing something that we may not think they are ready for; but in reality we forget that death is inevitable and its something any person has to go through and or deal with. You are given that time to say goodbye, to not leave anything unsaid, and try to get all the advce you can from them. What you don’t know is that you think that you’re not leaving anything unsaid, or that you may have gotten all the necessarry advice; but as you grow up you realize you need them that much more.

    You made very valid points and statements. You’re opinions were right on target and everything you said is exactly how a slow death occurrs.

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