I cannot believe the way in which this movie was casted and crafted. To give it anything less than perfect is a sin unto one's own subconscious and awareness. Besides the compelling emotions of men versus women, the manner in which parents were pictured was a dynamic wake up call to many who are disconnected with their young adult children and cause severe damage to their souls through projection and displacement. What is even more fantastic is how these young "unguided" and unhinged youth managed to be a shoulder for an adult to cry on. Thank you for placing the fall risk wrist band on the hospice patient. So many times, a movie disrespects the veracity of a hospital setting and thank goodness I was not distracted by the pseudo soap opera cookie cutter scenes producers seldomly invest in. It was captivating to hear the doctor express honest hospice language for someone who is dying. Another area of interest is how much parents neglect their children who are suffering right before their eyes and suddenly notice them when they are gone. I so much know the feeling as a teen and a parent. This was pure excellence and deserving of multiple awards beyond the propaganda of Oscars and tomatoes. Thank you so much for being a part of my life where I am present enough to see the resiliency and breakthrough of it all. The pain of watching a youth SLIP from the hands of the Village was gripping and I have to remind myself it was a movie...but was it?