Here is a self-help film.
I didn’t think they could do it.
I saw the Fighter (2010) by David O. Russell. I loved the performances, raw as the subject matter was. I still didn’t believe that Russell, as both filmmaker and screenwriter of this sweet one, could make us laugh.
I laughed and cried. Isn’t that why we go to the movies? I’m turned off by brutality and realism, especially together. I’m turned off by F-words. I think they make people sound unintelligent. But this went beyond the Friday Night Lights / Parenthood filming and drove its quirky far-past-the-Hunger Games-arena arrow straight into my heart.
While the every-film theme hinges on grief and daddy issues, prolonging the inevitable, this slices through straight to the therapy session. Oh, it is raw. It did earn its rating with language. But blast you Bradley with those blue eyes. You did it. You and your beautiful father, Robert De Niro, danced a savvy Jen Lawrence into a hopeful scenario…into what I believe you called a silver lining.
Splatter: on FILM 
Stephanie,
You are such a wonderful writer!
Frank and I saw Silver last night and so enjoyed it. The characters all seemed so real.
Glad you liked it too!
Gretchen
Thank you! To tell you the truth, it was your update about it that sealed the deal and made me decide to see it today! Thank you!
excelsior!!
😉
It was different than I expected. While I have seen most of Russell’s films, I didn’t expect such an unorthodox. It was unconventional and abnormal. I completely loved it.
Bradley Coopey could just stare into the lens for two hours and I’d be satisfied.
Agreed!