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Joel (Alessandro Nivola) lives a solitary existence, rarely straying from his narrow routines of working in a landfill and going through the motions of getting through the day. He faces emotional and psychological upheaval with the arrival of Will, his ten-year-old son whom he has never met. The boy, who has been abandoned by his mother, weighs 250 pounds, is diabetic, and needs serious care -- attention Joel may not be capable of giving. Their collective pain, in the face of an indifferent world, could be crushing. Together, they embark on a journey of survival.
I wish that I could say something good about this movie, but there is literally nothing good about this movie.
A shot from the vantage point of an eagle soaring over the dump with really bad, bombastic music. Wow, that was really not good. In fact, the music was at least as annoying as everything else in the film.
A man walks out of the sea. He's angry. He's angry at the rocks on the beach? The man works at the dump. Someone has to do it. Not exactly compelling matter for a story, but that is the least of this films many, many faults. Dump guy has a son he's never bothered to see in his life. I guess that he couldn't have been bothered to wear a condemn when he had sex with fat tub son's worthless mother.
If your thing is movies about stupid people with absolutely nothing to say, mundane and pointless dialogue at every turn, this is your kind of movie. If you are looking for something that is even remotely entertaining, keep looking.
They talk a lot in the film about the kid being "dumped" on someone or other. Imagine a nation of kids who are looked on as basically human refuse, burdens that their useless parents don't want and most definitely don't love. Life is difficult enough already without beginning your life with two moronic children as parents. I've probably put more time and effort into taking care of a houseplant than many people put into raising their many children. It makes my soul hurt, and I don't even believe in a soul.
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