
The movie is about Leo Tolstoy, who is the author of War and Peace and other epic novels. That right there tells you how this movie is going to be. A movie about a Russian author. The Russian’s think that if only one person dies in a movie or play it’s considered a comedy. I read many plays by Chekhov and the comedies only contained one death and contained no comedic relief whatsoever. Those damn dreary Russians. Anyway, the movie portrays the last days of Tolstoy and the writing of his will and the craziness of his wife. Tolstoy works with some people to basically write his wife out of his will and give all of his book rights away. He and his wife hate each other, but are so in love with each other all at the same time. I didn’t understand why he wanted to write her out. She almost doesn’t get to see him before he dies because the people her husband is working with don’t want to give her any say in the will even though she’s his wife. She tries to commit suicide on multiple occasions because of this. Such horrible people. The movie is called The Last Station because Tolstoy leaves his house and his wife in the middle of the night and travels by train to get away. He becomes too ill on the train to continue on and he ends up dying in one of the rooms at the train station. There was a long dying scene and I just wanted to go home. Not a movie I want to fill my weekend with. If I wanted depressing I would just go to work.

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