Good point. Never thought of that. I think, though, that is counterbalanced by his choice to live there with her.
I like the whole movie until the very end, first, when they’re dancing he uncharacteristically panics when she loses it, and second, his inferred voluntary death thing.
My husband hasn’t been the same since his stroke. Once in a while, he’ll start watching a documentary or something else that he used to enjoy before the stroke. For a little while, everything seems so normal. We have conversation. His speech is still messed up, but when he’s clear-headed, I can understand him. He understands things. It’s a real treat. And then he’ll turn on something like My Little Pony, and I’ve lost him again. I don’t always react the same way. I won’t bore you with the details, but I don’t think there is a characteristic reaction. We’ve been riding this roller coaster for six years, and every twist and turn still feels like the first time. When “Noah” panicked, I could relate. I don’t think you ever get used to it.