I am not going to do a real review of Judith Helfand's LOVE AND STUFF because I am simply not in a place to review it. The film is Helfand's story about her mother, her mother's death and becoming a mom at the age of 50. It is a reassessing of her life in the midst of several sea changes in said life.
The reason I am not going to do a review is that a couple months back I lost my dad. Like Helfand and her mom, my relationship with my dad was very close. Seeing LOVE AND STUFF kicked up a great deal of stuff that I really wasn't ready to deal with. That isn't a bad thing, rather it skewed my feelings for the film to such a great degree that I don't know which way is up. I can not be even remotely objective...
...to that end I will say that despite the emotional tsunami it hit me with I do know this is a good film (I wouldn't have been blindsided if it wasn't) and it is recommended if the subject matter interests you.
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