Sunday, July 17, 2011
might be the best I've seen all year. Ewan McGregor (love him) plays a young man mourning the death of his father, played by Christopher Plummer (love him), an elderly man who, at the death of his long-time wife, announces to his son that he is gay and then proceeds to live out the remainder of his life joyfully, fully embracing his new love and life. I couldn't possibly do justice to the yearning, wistfulness and melancholy of this movie --- the relationship between the son and the father, the father and the mother, the father and his lover, the son and his lover and the dog, the dog, the dog -- well, I won't give it away. The director, Mike Mills, weaves the several strands of story together seamlessly and beautifully, each scene suffused in both literal and figurative light. I found it nearly perfect.
Go buy yourself a ticket, get a bucket of popcorn and escape into the love --