John Cleaver has some issues.
He doesn’t fit in. His psychotherapist is dating his mom. He’s struggling.
And then, as the family funeral home suddenly starts to get busier, his friendship with his elderly neighbour starts to fall apart too.
This movie isn’t what you might expect, and if you don’t prefer violence or gore, this isn’t for you. I thought this has a lovely slow and uncomfortable build, followed by a lovely pell mell of bustle. I liked this just about as much as I liked The Vast of Night, which was quite a bit.