Especially if you have children
Spoiler
you will ask yourself each and every step, "what would I do?" "What if that were my child?"
you will hate this girl; you will be discusted with her father, too easy on her, and then her mother suddenly too harsh with him.
You will despise her friend's father, for scaring their daughter, but feel torn because you know she deserves it, and worse... but then you'll also come back to his anguish and your anger at her will become sorrow for him.
Like a bumper car ride on steroids you're going to feel it all. You'll be jerked forward and back and sideways. You'll want to vomit and cry and moan.
You'll keep hating her and then weeping for her broken parents, her callousness and coldness so bladelike, their life so shattered and destroyed.
You'll feel their abject desperation, and then... you'll see it played out on a bloody road.
You're there in their heads, in their numbness of emotion, their frozen hands as they exhausted, clean the blood off the car... to save their murderous daughter
then, yes only then, all hell breaks.
And you're suddenly forced to despise the idocy of teenagehood; the magnitude of that hellacious agony smashes you and the parents. Right in the face with flaming feces.
You'll decide once and for all, in all your numbness and fear and horror, that she is a sick, worthless girl
until
suddenly
you finally see and understand HER agony and
how our children mortally wound us, and how we wound our children.
It's an awful, agonizing movie, SO well acted, SO well written, SUCH a well directed movie. It's as perfecr as a movie could be.
Spoiler
you will ask yourself each and every step, "what would I do?" "What if that were my child?"
you will hate this girl; you will be discusted with her father, too easy on her, and then her mother suddenly too harsh with him.
You will despise her friend's father, for scaring their daughter, but feel torn because you know she deserves it, and worse... but then you'll also come back to his anguish and your anger at her will become sorrow for him.
Like a bumper car ride on steroids you're going to feel it all. You'll be jerked forward and back and sideways. You'll want to vomit and cry and moan.
You'll keep hating her and then weeping for her broken parents, her callousness and coldness so bladelike, their life so shattered and destroyed.
You'll feel their abject desperation, and then... you'll see it played out on a bloody road.
You're there in their heads, in their numbness of emotion, their frozen hands as they exhausted, clean the blood off the car... to save their murderous daughter
then, yes only then, all hell breaks.
And you're suddenly forced to despise the idocy of teenagehood; the magnitude of that hellacious agony smashes you and the parents. Right in the face with flaming feces.
You'll decide once and for all, in all your numbness and fear and horror, that she is a sick, worthless girl
until
suddenly
you finally see and understand HER agony and
how our children mortally wound us, and how we wound our children.
It's an awful, agonizing movie, SO well acted, SO well written, SUCH a well directed movie. It's as perfecr as a movie could be.
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