
The animated film Longing deals with a parent-child relationship torn apart by grief. After Chris’ mother vanishes without trace, he and his father Toon miss her intensely. While Chris weeps and seeks consolation from Toon, Toon is unable to show his vulnerability. As Toon literally swallows his tears and they start to fill up his body like a reservoir, he becomes alienated from his young son.
A refreshing twist is that all the kids’ powers are…kind of useless. There’s a kid who can only move in slow motion, a kid who has every power in the world but can only use them randomly, and our main character Missy who has no powers at all. The thesis of the film seems to be that it doesn’t matter what kind of powers you have, its the way you use them, which is good for the warm and fuzzies.
The film does not add anything to its own conversation or genre, and falls flat once it’s about to end and must declare some sort of conclusion.
The film may be a thriller, but I wasn’t thrilled by it. If anything, I was bored and annoyed.
I'm bad, and that's good. I will never be good, and that's not bad. There's no one I'd rather be than me.