Tilda Swinton is the center of this film about a mothers relationship with her son, and she is a fucking tour de force.
The movie spans about 17 years in and out of flashbacks, and although it can be pieced together, it still pretty much leaves you on the edge of your seat constantly.
The gist is that Swinton and John C. Reilly meet and maybe they fall in love, they certainly seem happy at one point. A baby comes not long after, and everything pretty much changes.
I wont say much more about the script. The story is so damn sad because really what can be done? From the earliest moments of his life, Kevin is both trouble and troubled. Could mom have done more? Did she even know how to do more? Maybe, maybe not. At times it's easy to blame her because, well, she's a fully developed human being and maybe she ought to know better, but how do you deal with something that will not bend?
Swinton is the center of the story and has almost 100% of the screen time. Reilly is very miscast as the everyman dad but he doesn't detract too much if only because he isn't on screen much.
Kevin is played by three different actors at varying ages and they all convey exactly what needs to be conveyed. Can you imagine liking any of them? Probably not.
This should be Swintons coming out party as a big time actress, we need to talk about Oscar.
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