Just watched a fabulous feel-good, heart-warming, tear-jerking, and other hyphenated superlative movie; Benny and Joon. You must see this, early Johnny Depp, luminous Mary Stuart Masterton, simmering Julianne Moore and the dreamy, misty eyed guy, Aidan whatsisname. Its 13 years old! How did I miss it first time round?
Great to see Hollywood tackle issues like mental illness in a light-hearted, comi-tragic, yet serious enough way with a light dose of schmaltz. A British attempt would have been brutal, flourescent lit and have bucketfuls of spit and snot. I suppose Little Voice is a close contender, playing out the thin line between madness and brilliance in the way that Sam's Buster Keaton antics do in B&J. I loved the Boo Radley reference and the fabulous bohemian home they lived in. Gosh, I wish I lived with mad people who toast their sandwiches with the iron (on steam.) Now that's something you can try at home!
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