Far and away, the best movie I've seen so far this year. While I'm not Deaf or HoH, muscular dystrophy has taught me many similar lessons relating to inexorably losing almost every single ability I once had, including those that seemed to define me as a person. This movie captures so many complicated emotions so well, and does so while never forsaking authenticity for the siren song of melodrama, that I felt spoken to in the best possible way long before it finally, inevitably exploded the idea of the cure narrative.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
After thinking (and arguing about) this one for the last few days, I think I've finally figured out why audience response to it has been so bipolar: they're watching and reacting to two different movies.
On the surface, we have a somewhat incoherent, largely ineffective space opera with some craft issues that may feature some pretty pictures and the occasional moment of brilliance, but is largely a narrative wet fart. Aborted character development, pointless sequences, flat humor, poor editing, and…