A strong character arc biopic that explores the flawed humanity amongst victims of terror. Solid acting and functional storytelling which ticks the genre's boxes. My one quibble: it perpetuates the 'one US life to many foreign lives ratio of importance' once more.
[Birth'd life on Mars with the tears I shed over this dramageddon]Heart ripped from chest.Died from emo grief/DA THE FACK YOU WUNT Ya HASSHAUL?>how Boston is that?|Gyllenhaal? O S C A R!Richardson?>Johnnie Walker Award|MASLANY?Pantheon of KO performances: sucks the O2 in every scene she's in, often outshining Gyllenhaal (think Clift in "From Here to Eternity"+De Havilland in "The Heiress")>force to be reckoned with❤▽
Beyond a mere chronicling of a major, traumatic event, this film focuses on the universally-overlooked aspect of such a trauma - that it is ordinary, imperfect people having it inflicted on them, being thrust in the spotlight at such a vulnerable time. I cared for the characters deeply and immediately so major props to the splendid cast.
Outside of central tragedy, there's not much story to tell. This could work as a mockumentary just as it did as a feature film. One of its highlights is the absence of cheap sentimentality and emotional manipulation - but overall, it's forgettable piece of cinema where every actor gives his or hers best but falls into movie's overall mediocrity.
At times this plays like a caustic refutation of the inspirational biopic; elongating the nauseating physical pain of recovery and highlighting the emotional trauma of people treating your suffering like a novelty, but ultimately it falls prey to the facile underpinnings of the genre.
Worth it for the bandage changing scene, indeed one of the years most effecting moments.