Tilda Swinton is the perfect actress in my eyes. You must be a chameleon adapting to whatever role is given to you. It is not just in her slightly androgynous appearance and demeanor but in her natural gift to act, she is perfect.

Like a wounded and terrified animal running on guilt and hindsight, Eva (Swinton) is barely living, flinching at the sound of her own name.

The United States has had its fair share of massacres at schools across the country. There have also been numerous films made, some based on reality, others in fantasy but the one thing they all have in common is the exploitative nature, focusing on the massacre itself. This is where We Need to…

The main reason I put off watching this for so long is its source material. Lionel Shriver's novel is an amazing piece of fiction that gnaws on your soul by asking the toughest questions imaginable without granting its readers the comfort of easy answers. It explores the age old discussion on nature versus nurture. It does so by relating a story about a boy committing an evil deed, presented through a series of letters written by the boy‘s mother. She is constantly asking herself whether it is her fault that her son is the way he is or whether he was born evil. It also shows how something like a high-school shooting affects a community, but moreover the family members…

Usualmente cuando empezamos una historia, independientemente del medio en que la presenciemos, hay una regla, y es que al principio no debemos hacernos preguntas sobre todo lo que pasa, ya que tarde o temprano nos las van a contestar.
Sin embargo aquí en Tenemos que hablar de Kevin, no siempre pasa así. Ya que desde que comienza, vamos del presente al futuro o de pronto no sabemos ni siquiera que estamos viendo. O hay cosas que quedan sin ser resueltas, o escenas que están puestas solo porque si, como cuando Homero dijo "Y esta pista de carreras se me hizo bonita", algo así, las pusieron porque se les hizo que quedaba bien. Kevin coleccionando virus informáticos, Kevin masturbándose, la llegada…