A friend recommended I watch this movie in 2020, one month after the death of my 15 year old son from cancer and four years after the death of my wife from cancer. He thought it might help me wrap my head around ideas and terrors that we're driving my days.
The movie is imperfect. But maybe it's for the niche "club" of parents who have lost children, or spouses who lost their love. There is no M. Night Shymalan ending here. Critics that suggest this didn't take the time to watch the movie closely. Death reveals early in the movie that there's a game afoot.
But to the plot. The hesitation and humiliation of support groups, being disconnected from work, the weariness of friends. I'd rather tell them to watch Smith in this and then speak to me.