I watched this movie today.
Afterwards I had to get my sheets out of the dryer and then walk to the Q train to go to work. I was shocked at how appalled I was by people, now knowing that they are constantly on the brink of madness. It isn't something separate, unfelt by the normal sane community.
A woman in the movie broke windows to soothe her anxiety. I drink teas and sit silently listening to talk radio. Laugh about things I actually have a lot of anger about.
The boy showed no signs of remorse for his actions,
he did not understand his crime.