The basketball element of this game is the worst I have ever seen. It's so dumb. Shocks me. The little gym and the whole walking in to play while hurt . Come on. Wtf is this?

I was not certain as to what I was about to watch, but I am pleased with having done so. Why such a positive rating? I enjoyed not only the script, but the acting.Taylor John Smith is excellent as a young and budding actor. His facial expressions are extraordinary, projecting extreme joy to extreme hurt and angst. Of course, the end was predictable. I mean, how could it have ended any other way?The family challenges, obstacles and dynamics are far more common in America today than some might want or hope to believe. In fact, I surmise that similar family "quakes" have occurred in every generation and will continue well into the future.

**May Contain Spoilers*The cinematography is to die for and the Re-Mark-Table score (pun intended) is worthy of its own release, but what makes this movie great is its anarchic progression of individual scenes rather than a total piece. The animal husbandry scenes are at once enormously conservative and transgressive. The transgender lava-lamp scene . I think Michael Shannon really killed that deer-IDK. What I do know is that every 14 minutes is something new and exciting worthy of the Sicilian Scene. Whether the bicycle pump is alive or not, I don't kare (two puns in one sitting). A regressive costume drama into American paternity, a master- class in optometry, and a riveting wolf documentary. Best picture of the decade.

Greetings again from the darkness. Anthony is a good kid with a bright future. He's a star basketball player and a bright student, and has a loyal girlfriend and seemingly normal home life. It comes as no surprise that most of those elements either aren't as smooth as they seem, or are more complex than on the surface.Writer/director Bart Freundlich (known for his 1997 debut feature The Myth of Fingerprints, and for being married to Julianne Moore) slowly unveils the cracks in Anthony's (Taylor John Smith) façade. His college professor dad (the always great Michael Shannon) is a drunk, abusive man with a short fuse and severe gambling addiction. He's the kind of guy who is always working on his great American novel, while juggling gambling debts and throwing down quiet jealousy of his son. His mother (Carla Gugino) has good intentions and clearly wants the best for her son, but she's just not capable of standing up to the menace. It plays like a Maslow's hierarchy of crappy parenting.There are plenty of clichés that we've seen in many movies, but it's a pleasure to see so much real basketball being played. Anthony has a sweet jump shot and a sweet girlfriend named Victoria (Zazie Beetz), and the interpersonal relationships all have nuances that come across as real life. Even Uncle Charlie (Chris Bauer) seems torn about which family member most needs his protection. Emotional-physical-financial strains abound and it all seems to crash down on Anthony as he strives to earn a college scholarship by impressing the coaches from Cornell.As Anthony navigates the choppy waters towards independence, the film teases us with some sub-plots that could have been further explored. Anthony hits it off with an older, wiser street baller (John Douglas Thompson) who starts mentoring him. We also are given hope that Anthony's mom will actually do something for her son rather than regretting what she hasn't done. Lastly there is a quick tease as to an alternative past that would make some sense – though whether that's real or imagined is left up to the viewer's perspective.The film ultimately plays like a Disney film that utilizes an inordinate number of "F-words", and it even reminds a bit of the Paul Giamatti movie Win Win. It's the acting and the periodic sequences of real emotion that allow us to remain interested in the characters right up until the end … even if our hopes differ from one of Anthony's own parents.