“There's more to life than fucked up beginnings.”
A disarming debut, all the more impressive considering how it avoids the gratuity of every narrative pitfall there is to misery porn. A.V. Rockwell shows a lot of tact, in the unspoken ways it weaves the fate of the characters to the ever chaotic New York — without even needing to forcefully confront them with an historical event from late summer 2001, just imagine.
But mostly, this is a story on inevitabilities,…