Saw Iris last night. Dame Judy Dench and Sam Mendes' new squeeze take turns playing the great Iris Murdoch.
Supremely depressing.
Should Alzheimer's strike me just put a baggie over my head and have done with it.
Horrible for anyone to die this way, but the spectacle of a first-rate mind being ground to dust is almost unbeaable.
As her devoted husband, Jim Broadbent gives the performance of his career.
See it, but don't say you weren't warned.
