In the hands of lesser actors, this would have been a complete dog's dinner. As it is, a perfect cast (and largely restrained direction) manage to raise a pretty ropy script with all the subtlety of a Sunday afternoon tv movie into something approaching a sensitive study of grief.
a serious story that avoids false happy endings and has some very good performances. impossible to appeal to every audience member when dealing with a close death (everyone reacts differently, after all). but i sense the cast took the responsibility of their roles very seriously on what is a difficult subject.
-Hey John, I've got the perfect script!! -Fire away, Dave! -Mother grieving for her dead son, 90 minutes of it, she goes frigid and even tries to sell the house! -Never done before, Dave, crack on! -We need a blonde super diva for the posh suburban upper-class housewife role, would Nicole be interested? -Of course, straight to the Oscars!! -Can she do deadpan types? -That's the only face she does since the operation!