Choi Min-Sik's manic/panicked grin (the one that crops up more than a handful of times here) is the most I've identified with a facial expression in a very long time
Agh. I wanted to love this - We Need To Talk About Kevin was a stellar adaptation of a similarly harrowing book, but the dreamlike quality Lynne Ramsay lends to her films doesn't work quite as well here. That said, Joaquin Phoenix sells his character well on the thin frame he's given, and the PTSD he's evidently suffering from is utterly believable. There was just something about the overall tone that didn't quite work for me. That, and Jonny Greenwood's score - while great - feels like it's meant to be in a different movie.