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Yesterday I considered watching this film, and referred to it as Extremely Quiet and Incredibly Loud. You know you’re old when you can’t get the names of films right.
This film is about an extremely annoying and incredibly neurotic1 child whose daddy died. He goes on a mission to keep him connected to his father.
The narrative is from the point of view of the child, who’s neuroses are not easy to watch. His voiceovers rarely help the story, and honestly detract from the film. What was most interesting I found was the relationship between the mother and son, which briefly touched on.
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