Yes, a tragedy in so many different ways. A tragedy that serious professionals will embark in this phony story exploiting the real tragedy of 9/11. Everything is hysterical, like the boy at the center of this pastiche. Spoil brat of a kid and we're suppose to care. I did care for Max Von Sydow but that was too little too late. Perhaps, the biggest problem is the child. Impossible to warm up to him, not even in the midst of this terrible circumstances. I remember weeping when I read the book but the film made me cringe and look at my watch, again and again. Stephen Daldry, a very lucky director, falls off the deep end here. Billy Elliott was a one off miracle.
