He’s the sort who can’t know anyone intimately, least of all a woman. He doesn’t know what a woman is. He wants you for a possession, something to look at, like a painting or an ivory box. Something to own and to display. He doesn’t want you to be real, and to think and to live. He doesn’t love you. But I love you. I want you to have your own thoughts and ideas and feelings, even when I hold you in my arms. It’s our last chance…
After watching Mark Romanek‘s “Never Let Me Go“, words such as “fury“, “outrageous” “dehumanization” came into my mind. I was willing to know how much fiction and how much truth lies beneath this dystopian film. So I was looking for “National Donor Programme” (the name and NDP initials were clearly shown on a van’s rear door).
Extending and improving lives through innovative stem cells therapies.
It is something somewhat different (at least in statement) than the methods (“therapies”) in the movie, but I still have a question mark regarding the methods in the film. I hope that science and medicine made a step ahead and moral methods are used.
Well, a fact for the end: I grew up in such a dystopian society from the day I was born until the last days of my 18th year of life (December 1989)!
Below, you’ll find the trailer and (fictional singer) Judy Bridgewater‘s song, “Never Let Me Go“, sung by Jane Monheit.
One day, I got a package from California. There was a book inside I’d never heard of written by an author I’d never heard of but when I started to read I saw right away that this was the best material I’d come across in America.