Mary BG

I think the worst part about this movie is that I continued to watch it. I knew my stomach was churning after the first couple of scenes. I knew the toddler age Kevin was completely terrifying me. Yet, I still kept watching. I have learned an important thing about myself, and that is, to stop watching a movie when those feelings occur. This film was a sadistic, terrifying masterpiece. Only if the viewer is looking for that type of an experience should they watch it… I wish I hadn’t. The relationship she has with her son has really helped me appreciate my relationship with my two boys. Playing in the living room, dancing in the kitchen and running around in the backyard. All such a beautiful part of my life. Anyone experiencing the type of interaction with their children portrayed in this film, needs to talk about it. She definitely should have, which I think is the reason behind the title of the film.