7/10
I hate those gorgeous-but-socially-awkward people that only ever seem to exist in the movies. If the roles weren't played so well by Ewan McGregor and Melanie Laurent, I'd probably hate it a lot more. Add in Christopher Plummer as McGregor's gay, terminally ill father, and the acting definitely shoulders the load. The story - to quote RT, "a semiautobiographical tale of a straight son coming to terms with his own love's possibilities after his father comes out of the closet" - isn't blindingly original and it's dressed up with those painful Sundance indie film quirks that make me cringe (the Jack Russell terrier sometimes talks in subtitles), but the core of the movie is honest and it's acted so well that it at least connects emotionally.
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