A severe lack of subtility and taste.
Every scene and character was predictable and their evolution linear. The crazy poet acted like a crazy poet, the angry kid got better thanks to art and his family's love, the mom was sweet and caring... There was no texture, no granularity in any aspect. Even the music was all based on clichés. Violin for tender moments and drums for violent ones.
Happy moments were happy, the sad were sad and the cheesy very cheesy, no chance has been left for reflection or thought.
Happy moments were happy, the sad were sad and the cheesy very cheesy, no chance has been left for reflection or thought.
