from SILVER SPRING, MD
Reviewed on 8/13/2015...
Personal demons aside, Mel Gibson is a fine actor who portrays the debilitating impact of depression with heartrending authenticity. Kudos to Mr. Gibson, and to Jodi Foster, for the courage to stage Mel's "comeback" in the form of a film so seemingly ripe for mockery by (inevitable) detractors. One must imagine the subject of clinical depression hits sufficiently close to home that he deemed it worth the risk. Despite the absurdity of the film's premise, it felt strangely believable, a testament to Mel Gibson's acting gift. Also credible was the secondary story concerning the son, likewise afflicted, who obsessively catalogues foibles Dad has passed down and strives in futility to erase them. Where depression is concerned, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, but with time the son learns that overcoming it consists of building a unique identity and taking control of your outlook on life in spite of the emotional baggage of birth. Because it figured reasonably convincingly into this healing process, I appreciated the additional subplot involving Jennifer Lawrence's grief for her brother, even if it did pull me out of the story slightly to wonder if everyone in the film needed personal demons to defeat in 100 minutes or less.
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