I had been putting this off for a while because it didn’t seem like something I’d like. But much like Olive Kitteridge, this won me over slowly but surely. Though, this is quite a bit darker and around the same level of sad. Didn’t expect the turn it took, thought it’d be more like A Man Named Ove or something. But rather than a generational thing this is more tied to upbringing and gender performance and trauma. Liked it more for that.