
Hellllloooooooo, my non-existent readers! I've returned to you after a looong hiatus! (Blame suicidal tendencies, my full-time job of pissing everyone i know off, the damn holidays, an excess of sleeping pills and cough mixture, a lack of prozac and the PS3!) While my absence may not have made your heart grow fonder, I'm sure it made your shit a lot more stinky-er, don't tell me that's not an actual word, I just used, so it is.
Joshua is an evil child, not evil like say maybe Jason Voorhees but more of an Aaron Stampler/Roy type of evil. At the arrival of his new sister, Lily, Joshua (who as it is portrayed by his parents for the audience was always a little weird to begin with) begins to question “what was I like as baby?” His mother, Abby, played by Vera Farmiga, who was in a couple of movies like Autumn in New York, 15 Minutes, Breaking and Entering and The Departed but her performances in those movies were so startlingly brilliant that I can’t for the life of me remember seeing her in any of them. Anyhoo, she, from what the viewer’s gathers, suffered from post natal depression when she had Joshua but insists she’s fine this time around.
Daddy, (the reason this movie was watched in the first place) is of course, Sam Rockwell, the well-meaning father and stockbroker who puts up with his wife’s shall we say, inconsistencies, with patience and kindness (men like this don’t exist in real life, by the way).
So Joshua or rather sport, buddy, pal as Daddy refers to him by, comes to find out that his birth wasn’t such a great happy thing for Mommy and plans to make everyone feel the same way about his new sister. How this entails, you must watch the movie!
But here are my thoughts:
• Mum made it really easy for me to hate her, she didn’t like Daddy’s dog, Buster, didn’t like Daddy’s mum who just really trying to help out. There is always an alternative to yelling, screaming, throwing stuff and hurling vulgarities if you’re upset.
• Maybe Farmiga didn’t really portray depressed really well but you get the feeling, she’s just using it as an excuse not to be a mother. And you just don’t feel for her.
• At some point in time, you start to feel the helplessness of Daddy and makes you never want to have your own, in case he/she/it might be that one a million, child psychopathic killer.











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