The recent celebration of life I organized for my father makes me either the perfect or worst audience for One Fine Morning. Like the movie’s main character, I spent plenty of time working through a system that often adds to the pain and frustration of aging. Similar concepts arise in a different movie, The Father, which focuses on its title character. One Fine Morning reverses emphasis to the daughter, and both films show empathetic understanding for the challenges faced by grown up children caring and their parents. This offers a range of reactions including enlightening, disheartening to way-too familiar. For me, I respect the nuance and accuracy in both films, but watching them makes me feel somewhat like a mouse that just broke out of one maze only to land in another. However, One Fine Morning allows the chance to shift the sadness gears in a character study written and directed by
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