A depressed blue-collar worker reeling from an undefined tragedy is folded into a community theater program that doubles as a public therapy session.
I consider a movie to be successful when it makes you feel real things, even when you have no personal connection to anything that's happening onscreen. This is a film that projects genuine emotion, full of kindness and humanity and empathy. I was fucking puddles by the end. It's a travesty that Keith Kupferer wasn't recognized for his quietly powerful performance examining male grief.
4 depositions out of 5
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