We saw the Diving Bell and the Butterfly last night. It was incredible. I was transported into the experience of Jean-do, the main character. I saw through his one working eye. I understood what it felt like to be locked into his body, to hear his clear thoughts, his wry humor, his wants and needs clear within his own mind but not be able to express them to the outside world. I felt the disconnect he felt upon looking in a mirror and seeing a foreign face reflected back at him, not at all the image he had of himself in his mind. It is easy to see how lovingly and sensitively this film was crafted. It is so very compassionate and thoughtful. An absolute butterfly.
