Spent an afternoon watching TV programs and a movie, Shrink, with Kevin Spacey. I'm a sucker for Spacey anyway. This film has one big insight, and something I really hadn't thought of, which it shows with a startling image. For just a moment, as a girl goes into a movie theater, I thought she was going into a church. Probably this resemblance has occurred to real movie buffs, between the pews in a church and the seats in a theater. This is a film that is all about film and about all the ways we deal with not feeling grief: drugs, alcohol, psychotherapy, lashing out, and the way these strategies spin it and spin it and there is no end to it until the very end. Not a cheerful message, to be sure, but it's the truth. Religious people may say they have something better, and maybe they do, but for those of us with no religion, we can't decide to believe when we just don't or can't believe.
Watching this had a very good effect on me. I felt the kindness. You can say it's soapy if you want.