Mari Vich

Everyone’s a film critic; even those who don’t deserve the films themselves... This is the first time I’ve left a review here and it’s in direct response to those that are admonishing an accomplished film with powerful acting and deliberate and beautiful direction, because of their unbridled projections of their ego or utter lack of self awareness. Newsflash: You don’t have to personally like a movie for it to be excellent; just as you can dislike a meal most chefs would celebrate. Keep your opinions to yourselves if they’re lacking any useful insight and are fraught with triggered hot takes. To say that it is not realistic for humans to behave in certain ways or for relationships or stories to unfold as they do simply because you don’t understand them or have experienced something different is absurd. To use a review to spew your useless opinions on medicine or policy or the law is senseless. Separate yourselves from the art at least enough to respect it, or keep silent (or tell you spouse or someone who cares...) This was a sad and powerful story of loss, grief, alienation, forgiveness and healing. It was a beautiful exploration of life and how it goes. There is pain and there are beginnings, and endings, and great loss and we go on some way, some how. We learn and move through it. It breathed, this movie. That was its purpose. It was stunningly acted and the story beautifully told. Whether it’s your cup of tea or not is no one else’s concern. We don’t know you, and we don’t care that you’d rather watch something silly and escapist. Go for it! And review that instead if you can’t appreciate the subject or the genre. Everyone’s indeed a film critic; even those who don’t deserve the films themselves....