This feels like two movies stitched together - halfway it just changes direction completely. I was left somewhat confused. That said, it is quite touching and I like what it says - if only the editing was a bit more ruthless. It ends up feeling too drawn out, what a pity.
A superb bildungsroman movie that could be a French Canadian version of a Hanif Kureishi story complete with Bowie, bisexuality and brothers, a father, a mother, some religious mysticism, some magic realism and some Freud, all tied together by a broken record of Crazy by Patsy Cline.
Layers build on top of layers and then they blend and become broken in this refreshing family drama. There's an integrity to the protagonist that you rarely see in films like this. It's not a film about a rebel or a conformist, actually somewhere in the middle. Zac's complexity comes from the desire to have both his parents approval and to be allowed to give in to what feels most natural to him.