films-about-suicide

"Alexandra Jensen - Jade, Mia's friend"

"Miranda Otto - Sue, Jade's and Riley's mother"

"Chris Alosio - Joss, a party host"

"Apparently, it was the hand of someone who could connect with the dead, right, so everyone around him thought, let's just cut his hand off. White people shit man. I tell you."

"Ari McCarthy - Cole, Duckett's brother"

"Otis Dhanji - Daniel, Jade's boyfriend"

"Where is she? Oh, my God, oh, my God! Oh, my God, they followed us. Whoever we contacted, they followed us."

"Jacek Koman - Burke Spirit"

"Sunny Johnson - Duckett"

"Alexandria Steffensen - Rhea, Mia's mother"

"Sophie Wilde - Mia"

"Zoe Terakes - Hayley, a party host"

"Joe Bird - Riley, Jade's younger brother"

"Marcus Johnson - Max, Mia's father"

"Jun Hamamura"

"Yoshi Katô — Gosaemon"

"Shinji Tsuchiya — Kantarô"

"Tokie Hidari — Osugi"

"Unko Uehara — Otama"

"Masashi Makita — Guest"

"Takashi Sue — Store Owner"

"Yûsuke Takita — Magoemon"

"Hôsei Komatsu — Tahei"

"Kamatari Fujiwara — Denbei"

"Makoto Akatsuka — Sangorô"

"Sumiko Hidaka — Proprietress"

"Kaori Tozawa — Osue"

"Shima Iwashita — Koharu / Osan"

"Japanese traditional theatre of course has dialogue, beautiful dialogue, but it is all set in a musical tone of speaking. The words are very rhythmical and musical in traditional Japanese theatre, so that it is not something that imparts thought or ideas or even ideology. It doesn't have that kind of role and at times in the past I had quite a lot of antipathy toward that way of thinking. It is very hard to see the structure, how a Japanese theatre piece is constructed. In Double Suicide I wanted to bring out the black-dressed Kuroko to show how this piece of theatre is constructed, to expose that. So my great worry was that the Japanese theatre, with this musicality in its dialogue and its presentation, appealed to the emotions but it wasn't able to convey human philosophy or ideology. The writer of the Double Suicide was Monzaemon Chikamatsu, who was from a Samurai family. He wrote very, very definite and strict types of dialogue and he had a very good observation of different classes of Japanese society. I was impressed by that. I was very moved by the comment that he made (as long ago as the early seventeenth century) that the theater cannot be just showing reality. It must show some reality but it also must include fiction in order to be able to reach the audience. Truth lies in the very thin layer, a layer like skin, that lies between fiction and reality."

"Kichiemon Nakamura — Jihei"

"Koharu was a prostitute, and in that time the people wore very white make up, had very glamorous kimono, and I used a very high voice for her. With Osan, I contrasted that with the traditional blackening of the teeth for married women and shaving of the eyebrows and having a lower speaking tone in my voice. Koharu spoke much faster and Osan slower. But the director had told me that in the last scene that he wanted to give the impression it might have been the double suicide of the same woman. So that the two of them might have been the same woman. So toward the end, I tried to keep that in mind in thinking that Koharu's suicide might have been Osan's suicide as well. I tried to get that impression across."

"Shizue Kawarazaki — Osan's Mother"

"Jeanne Crain - Ruth Berent"

"Vincent Price - Russell Quinton"

"Cornel Wilde - Richard Harland"

"Hers was the deadliest of the seven sins."

"For love she would give anything...even her life...or destroy anything... EVEN THE LIFE OF ANOTHER!"

"The sin she committed in the name of love could not be judged by man...or punished by law!"

"Gene Tierney - Ellen Berent Harland"

"The picture that is the sum total of all human emotions!"

"Mary Philips - Mrs. Berent"

"This baby's making a prisoner of me....I can't do anything. I can't go any place. I don't even see my husband... I don't want him to see me this way."

"It'll be the truth and nothing but the truth. Any resemblance to flattery will be sheer coincidence...While I was watching you, exotic words drifted across the mirror of my mind as summer clouds drift across the sky...Watching you, I thought of tales in the Arabian Nights of myrrh and frankincense and... patchouli."

"My wife was not murdered. She killed herself...Ellen was capable of anything....Yes, she was that sort of monster. A woman who sought to possess everything she loved - who loved only for what it could bring her. Whose love estranged her own father and mother. Whose love possessed her father until he couldn't call his soul his own. Who, by her own confession to me, killed my brother, killed her own unborn child - and who is now reaching from the grave to destroy her innocent sister. Yes, she was that sort of monster."

"Glen Robie: Well, of all the seven deadly sins, jealousy is the most deadly."

"Is anything wrong, Richard? You look so strange. You've been avoiding me, going off by yourself. Where do you go? What do you think about? Whatever it is, can't you share it with me? We haven't done that for a long time - shared things. Ever since Danny. You've never forgiven me for that, have you? You've always blamed me. You did tell me not to let him swim the lake unless you were with us but, but we wanted to surprise you. Danny was so happy planning to surprise you. He'd been doing so well. He swam three-quarters the day before and he was sure he could make it. The water was so warm. I thought there was no danger. I must have looked away for a moment, and then when I looked back, Danny was sinking. I pulled at the oars and then lost one. And then I grew panicky. It was like a nightmare!"

"[describing her nightmare] We were out in the skiff, my husband and I, and he jumped in for a swim. But I was too lazy, so I just rowed after him. Somehow I was afraid, and when we got to the middle of the lake, I thought it was time for him to get back into the boat. So I decided to call out to him, but I had no voice. Suddenly, Richard went under, not diving, but the way seals do, just sort of settling in the water. Then he came up again, and one of his arms flung out to me as if he were trying to call to me. I tried to row to him, but the lake was like glue. The boat wouldn't move. My arms were paralyzed. Then he went down again. And this time he stayed down."

"I hate your chapter. I hate all your chapters. They take up too much of your time...After all, it isn't as if you had to write for a living. I've got more than enough for both of us, and darling, it's the dearest wish of my heart to support you....Oh darling, I didn't know it could be so wonderful here, Back of the Moon....Every minute. If only it weren't so crowded."

"Mrs. Berent: There's nothing wrong with Ellen. It's just that she loves too much. Perhaps that isn't good. It makes outsiders of everyone else. But she can't help it. You must be patient with her. She loved her father too much."

"Darryl Hickman - Danny Harland"