The Necessities of Life 3
The first hour was relentlessly depressing: Tiivii is told he has TB, is sent from his Arctic home to a big-city sanatorium, where no one speaks his language – and he makes no effort to learn French. Things perk up a bit when they locate an Inuit boy with TB who can translate, but the tugs on the heartstrings are too obviously plotted. Why anyone would want to make a movie on this subject, or spend 90 minutes in a TB sanatorium without communication beats me.
P.S. Hard to believe, as I discovered later, that this beat Amal, my favorite film of last year, for the Canadian “Oscar.”
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