It's not often I watch a movie to it's entire end and very last frame, but this time I did. Mid-way through the end credits I just had to close my eyes, listen to the music, and just reflect on what I had witnessed. It hit me hard and left me speechless and teary-eyed. I don't even know if they were happy or sad tears. A little bit of both I guess.

Romantic, soulful, witty, bittersweet and smart, Spike Jonze's…

I so understand how this kid feel! Damn, I was freaking pissed throughout the film.

GROW THE FUCK UP, YOU'RE A MOTHER FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!

I'm not an art student, I'm not gay, I don't live (nor have I ever lived) with my single mum, I don't hate her, I've never been sent to boarding school and I've never crashed at my teachers apartment. Yet, "I Killed My Mother" is one of those films that I could relate to almost…