Train Dreams

Devastatingly beautiful, the portrayal of loss is so realistic that I, as a viewer, begin to grieve the family as if they were my own. The scene where the plane dips and a brief memory of his mother flashes through his mind is incredibly clever. Unlike the other memories, which loop and replay, this one appears only once, the first and last glimpse of his past, fleeting and barely there.  This film is so beautiful that I feel anything I say risks to diminishes it.