There's no great surprise in this story. There's no transcendent acting nor stunning novelty; but it involves you directly in one of the greater tragedies of childhood.
In reacting to the death of her twin brother, the lead character doesn't resort to histrionics but competently, understatedly gives us a glimpse of the ache in her gut, the tension in her mind, the fragility of every moment in the days and months passing. Whatever the actress' age, in playing 14 with such understatement she's quite authentic. The rest of the cast is competent enough for the purposes of a half-hour film.
That her brother returns to her briefly somehow doesn't force the story into becoming a fantasy; it remains concrete, mundane, and thereby, perhaps, the more touching.
With very direct, matter-of-fact dialogue, the subtitles ought not to pose a challenge to any.
In reacting to the death of her twin brother, the lead character doesn't resort to histrionics but competently, understatedly gives us a glimpse of the ache in her gut, the tension in her mind, the fragility of every moment in the days and months passing. Whatever the actress' age, in playing 14 with such understatement she's quite authentic. The rest of the cast is competent enough for the purposes of a half-hour film.
That her brother returns to her briefly somehow doesn't force the story into becoming a fantasy; it remains concrete, mundane, and thereby, perhaps, the more touching.
With very direct, matter-of-fact dialogue, the subtitles ought not to pose a challenge to any.
