Gaby Hoffmann
A radio journalist embarks on a cross-country trip with his young nephew.
Despite the occasional meandering of the script, much of the film feels like an honest search for peace and a sense of balance in life.
Every year when Oscar season rolls around I become an increasingly cynical person. I stop enjoying the movies I’m watching and instead start to tick off the list of tropes I see in a game I like to call “Oscar-bait Bingo.” In the coming months, cinema screens worldwide will be treated to my two least favorite Oscar-baiting sub-genres: