Well, given the obvious as well as formidable scope of the film, I think everybody has contributed splendidly to express and sustain the central idea. But there is always this inescapable feature of American mentality, Wittgenstein was so fond of; I mean cinema as "wish fullfilment". Trying to look realistic in an non-realistic environment. Clash, yes, but, eventually, clash recedes and family comes to the fore. This film can do a lot of good to handicapped people. It is psychologically stimulating and possibly edifying. "But is it Art?" No, I wouldn't say so; just a decent (though mediocre) artefact, from the arch-technicians of this age. On a par with a beautifully designed motorcycle. Just one more sermon about being considerate in our exchanges with "children of a lesser God", tight-knitted family bonds being the biggest part of the solution. We had enough with this blunt-headed, simplistic, dreary and, sometimes, downright idiotic, ideology about life and love and compassion. Addressed almost exclusively to children under 10, and adding nothing to their understanding themselves, society and humanity. Protection is the key-word and it often makes me mad, because I hate hiding behind shields provided by our parents' or friends' affection. The real world, especially the American one, is a frightful place, and spears are way more numerous than shields.