Sometimes, I get sick at how the most mediocre movies are elevated to the most obnoxious levels, probably because they have a famous director, or are in a foreign language, or are admired in a must-be-good-but-maybe-I-just-didn't-understand-it sort of way; as wisely noted in "The Emperor's New Clothes". This one is by a famous Finnish filmmaker, in French, about an old guy who ignores his dying wife to help smuggle an African refugee boy from Normandy to London. Got a 98% Tomatometer score, and Ebert called it one of the best 20 movies of 2011. Maybe I just didn't understand it.
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