Нашла отзыв о "Моей Зое", который лучше всего передает понимание последней сцены. У меня это крутилось в голове, но в слова не облекалось.
Наверное, роль Джеймса останется одной из лучших ролей Ричарда (по качеству игры), к самому характеру есть множество вопросов, но тут уж против сценария не попрешь, да и воспитан он в феминистическом обществе, где женщина всегда права, а мужик должен сидеть и не отсвечивать.
Just finished watching My Zoe
It’s a heartbreaking film so good but one that requires tissues especially at the end.
I haven’t lost a child but I lost my best friend of many years a while back. She was only 14. I will never get to see her grow up, never get to stand by her side as she gets married, I will never get to meet her children, never see her achieve her dreams. So I think I can understand just a tiny bit of the pain, nothing compared to her parents though.
But without a doubt I know that the series of emotions that I saw Richard’s character display is the exact same sequence I would go through if my Tasha was cloned.
Confusion as to why he was at a playground, it had been years since his Zoe was running around on a playground. I know it’s different from my perspective but in my head my friend ages with me so having someone take me to a school to see her would be extremely strange.
Shock at seeing her, I don’t know if you can see it but it looks like the wind has been knocked out of him at just the sight of the little girl. If an expression could speak his would be saying “it’s really her”
He gets to see her up close, close enough that he could reach out and touch her. After all this time she is exactly how he remembers, her eyes, her hair, her voice, maybe even her smell.

Then this last look it’s subtle but the pain when she doesn’t recognise him. His Zoe was that little girl that died all those years ago, not the Zoe Infront of him. And Christ it must kill him to see that little girl with his daughter’s face treat his ex the way his Zoe treated her. And he can’t even show it because it would scare this strange little girl Infront of him.
I don’t know but if that was me it would almost be like experiencing a second kind of death in a way. Almost like losing someone then them losing you. I dunno seems dumb.