Joyce Vincent was 41 when she was found dead in her home, but she was 38 when she died. For three years, from 2003-2006, her body lay surrounded by Christmas gifts she was planning to wrap; the television still on. How does this happen? Especially to a woman who was social, who two-years prior had a high-powered job at Ernst and Young, who had rubbed elbows with celebrities, and who wanted to get married? That’s what Carol Morley set to find out. But her new documentary film, “Dreams of a Life,” is about more than just Joyce Vincent, a young, beautiful London woman whose parents were from the Caribbean and who no one seemed to miss when she was gone. It’s about life, death, and loneliness.”
Here’s an article on her, explains more fully http://www.guardian.co.uk/film/2011/oct/09/joyce-vincent-death-mystery-documentary
I read up on this a couple of years ago and it’s extremely heartbreaking.
thegrlnxtdoorandhergingerfriend:
My AP euro teacher wouldn’t let our class watch Les Mis so we barricaded the door and screamed “VIVE LA REVOLUCIÓN” when he tried to get in.
that is the face of a man who is 24601% done
Don Jon, the first feature-length film directed by Joseph Gordon-Levitt
This looks interesting.
So i thought i might try something new and compose a song on ukulele and i wanted it to be a cute love song that went like “here’s a song on ukulele i’m sorry i’m not very good at ukulele but i love you blah blah blah” but then i remembered that i’m not very good at ukulele so here’s the best i could do.
