Amy Adams and Glenn Close gave incredible performances to this rickety, soulless movie. The book didn't have much to go on, so the film jumped around, portraying hollow and fake versions of growing up poor. This is a book written by a solidly middle-class family struggling with addiction, and that's it, not well-written, not a lot of really deep information, just a kid who was still processing that his mom was an addict. Unbelievable what a terrible movie it made. Boring, they failed to get you to care about JD at all, they skipped over the most important part where he learned to be a people-pleaser to survive.