Jane emails: We saw The Last Station, the story of Leo Tolstoy’s tempestuous marriage. The take away: you can’t live with love and you can’t live without it. Helen Mirren and the director were there afterward for a Q&A.
Tolstoy had a long unkempt beard and dressed like crap. His wife told him he looked like a peasant, which in the 1920s in Russia is equivalent to a homelessman. They had wildly differing opinions regarding politics, after he suffered a stroke. He decided to give away his entire estate and all publishing rights to the people of Russia. He didn’t care a wit anymore for money or property. His wife had been quite comfortable living the aristocratic life. The strife in their home was emotionally violent and so were their reunions. I kind of loved the movie. You kind of remind me of Tolstoy.
