One truly can label this film with the words of Marcel Proust:" A la recherche du temps perdu'. ( A Remembrance of things passed) This is serious piece on memory and remembrance, all that occurred from childhood, both good and bad and the remembrance of growing years and growing pains with one particular thing in the fore front. An honest depiction of a life. However, somewhat too sombre and downbeat with madness, extreme grief and betrayal. Don't see this film if you are in any way downcast.
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