A meditative study on the death of creativity, the bittersweet agony of memory and grief, and the need for connection, be it human or animal.
Follows the typical pattern of a Shyamalan project: a good idea with slightly better than average storytelling that culminates in a finale reveal that’s an anticlimactic letdown.
Do you really care if the cast and crew is turning in Oscar-worthy work, or do you just want to see somebody get sucked alive into a pit of quicksand?
Takes a character that’s not very interesting and tells her story in a way that makes us care.
If you’re seeking some encouragement in your own life, this could be just the movie you need.
The real heart and soul of the film is Burstyn, who provides the ideal anchor for this charming story of friendship, love, and forgiveness.