The Things We Lost in the Fire

Here's what I lost in the fire.

- The will to live.

I cannot imagine why anyone would want to subject themselves to this movie.

We've all lost someone close at some stage in our lives, and it hurts. It hurts so fucking much. You never want to have to go through that again in your life, but you know - at some stage you will. You don't want to, but you know you will. And you know you will if you rent this movie. Oh God, you will. It rams the hurt so far down your throat you nearly well choke on the overwrought emotion of the thing.

And then, just when you think you're just about through with the grief and the death you have to live inside out as one of our main players goes through heroin withdrawal.

This is surely a movie the whole family can can sit around and enjoy and talk about afterwards. NOT!