hilary and jackie (1998). directed by anand tucker.

i watched this movie yesterday and only went to bed at 4am. it was worth staying up for, a story about the famed cellist jacqueline du pre and the intense sibling rivalry she had with her flautist sister hilary. encouraged by their pianist mother, the two learned to get her approval by outdoing each other. while jacqueline went on to be a famous cellist, her sister gave up being a professional musician when she chose to get married and have a family. but music, like all arts, is a demon in disguise. movies like black swan (2010) depicts tormented artists that ultimately derives no pleasure from their beloved art.  jacqueline is unhappy and feels trapped with the constant travelling and performances and is jealous of her sister's simple life. she puts hilary down only to covet the thing that hilary has - which is family and love. it only gets worse when she begins to experience early symptoms of multiple sclerosis that cuts short her music career at the age of 28. 

in one scene when hilary woke up her sister to tell her that she's getting married: 

jacqueline: then why are you marrying him?

hilary: because he makes me feel special.

jacqueline: that's a big swizz, because the truth is...you're not special.

hilary: i thought you'd be happy for me.

i thought, god, i hope i will never say that to my sisters.