This is a great movie. At the end you've met people, you've experienced a mood and meditations on death without the sappy artificial plot twists and pushy score Hollywood forces on you. If you want car chases and shallow insights that don't require any fresh thinking, you won't like this, but there are a lot of quiet effects, like when the housekeeper comes back and the one son who cares about
Not sure how to respond. The story hits a special nerve. A matriarch dies. Her estate is up for grabs. The verdict is sentiments are fragile. Yet, nonetheless haunting. Learning about the matriarch's love life serves to humanize the mourning process. Yes, the film haunts and reverberates.
if you want to spend an hour and a half being totally bored and counting the minutes this is your kind of movie
Summer Hours portrays the truth of what comes with the death of a parent and their meaningful possessions. What you thought would always be there comes to an end. What is truly valuable is what is experienced and in our memories. Well done
will not see it.