This film seemed to get much less attention than the other adaptation of a Michael Cunningham novel, The Hours, and while it doesn't quite match the intensity of that film it does have a much happier feel and is full of wonderful moments. Not that it is without some darker aspects, but it is the warmth of the characters you carry away with you. The teenage section is particularly fine, as is the opening, in fact the originality of the film is slightly lost in the second half, even as the set-up becomes more unconventional. The menage a trois is superbly acted all round and Colin Farrell's character is as cherishable as in the book ... it treads a fine line between observation from life and wish-fulfillment. The first two shorter sections are possibly more brilliant, however. The sequence where the mother smokes dope and then dances with the boys to Laura Nyro is fantastic. Sissy Spacek brings an indefinable quality to this and other scenes - an emotion that is almost palpable, and her expression in this sequence is just something to behold. It's actually one of the most memorable scenes in cinema for me, it has pathos, wonder, beauty, humour, incongruity, all conveyed with a light, fleeting feel. And working backwards, the opening section is also a small marvel in the way Bobby's brother seems such a radiant caring spirit, his life cut short so tragically, but his impact being felt throughout everything that follows. I should add that it has a brilliant soundtrack as well, wonderfully evoking the 70s and early 80s through the songs of the period - the icing on the cake!