If this was supposed to be an emotional documentary it missed the mark by at least a mile. I saw almost zero emotional reaction from the family that was supposed to love him; rather entirely acting. Which at least fathoms the question did something else really happen to this poor young man. I mean my goodness. Regarding the grandmother who somehow forgot what happened the night of the boys uncle's death, really? completely bullshit, she strikes me as a completely lying bitch. I have watched a lot of real personal grief on camera, and I didn't see a bit of it here. I watched painlessly until I became angry at the complete falsehood of this work. Worthless and completely questionable!!
Review of Boy Interrupted
