This is the story of a woman and her family trying to cope with, and eventually confront, the man who molested her.
I wish, so very much, that this movie had been made by professional filmmakers. I sometimes have a hard time separating the movie maker in me with the movie watcher. And so, there were times when I found it difficult to watch because of the style, editing, and shooting. The story arc wasn’t as strong as it could have been, and the beginning was especially weak. The subject matter and the characters had the potential to make this a ground shattering film, but it wasn’t quite there.
That being said, I spent about half of it crying. Two women confronting their demons, literally staring him in the eye? It’s nearly impossible for it not to be powerful. A good section of it is just their confrontation with this man and it’s difficult not to be emotional. Rehearsing what they’ll say when they meet him. The moments before she goes up to knock on his door. Listening to him describe what he did. Seeing their tears when they leave. It’s incredibly tragic.
What I love, and I wish had been developed just a little more, it the feeling of hope that it ends with. Because there is hope. There is forgiveness. There is love in all the horrible things that happen to us all. And it’s amazing to get to see someone else feel that.