December Boys

I rented December Boys today, and spent my afternoon watching it while nursing my burning heels (I'd been dancing non-stop (almost) for the past few days).

The storyline, I think, is simple. Four boys, all born in December, were sent to the seaside for a holiday for their birthday month. The place was old, people few, and things were kept simple, dirty and wet. The plot blended in some "mystic" about horses being able to fish (mostly to tell us about how miracles can happen in the least likely of places), and also showed how Maps, the oldest of the boys, matured along the way (how? By meeting a girl, duh.). And all the while, the younger boys, having found out that their next door couple were considering adopting one of them, began to shamelessly trying to win their affections.

Overall, there were quite a number of scenes that would make you giggle or smile to yourself (whatever your preference), and some heartwarming moments that would made your heart tinge slightly, but not enough to rouse any through emotions.

I apparently felt no climax at all -- when it was done, it was done. And it made me reflect that, well, life's just like that. It's done! So even though I didn't cry, nor did I feel particularly moved, I felt that the film captured "life" nicely in approximately 100 minutes.