Just here to share that I once met Tony Collette and at the time I did not know that she was a diva.
I liked this movie, especially ylfa’s obsession with sauces and the fake teeth of Mark ruffalo.
Honestly I am quite glad I saw this movie. A real pain, I found it to be a soft narrative of how harsh life can be. One thinking that he does not want to burden people with his suffering and thus repressing it and the other just not able of doing the same as we all are different and experience pain and grief in our own way. Also there was a beautiful shot that reminded me of a painting by Hopper.