I unexpectedly loved this movie. As a review I read said, is not just smart, it's sneaky-smart. You go into it thinking you know what you're getting into, and the movie conspicuously makes choices that seem intended to announce which boxes it's about to check off. Then it keeps confounding you—in a way that's understated rather than flashy—until you come to accept it on its own terms. It's the perfect storytelling tactic for a movie about a surrogate mother and her patron, a divorced man 20 years her senior. The main characters don't fully appreciate each other until they quit trying to categorize their relationship and let it be whatever it's going to be, while trying not obsess over what'll happen once the baby is born. The script is pitch perfect, and the two main actors make it happen. There was one moment of insight for me, a mistake I haven't made yet but still could. The woman who is the surrogate got pregnant and had a baby in high school that she put up for adoption, that is how she knows that she can carry a vhild and give it away. The pearl of wisdom is that she lost her family, because they saw her differently after she got pregnant, and when she was with them, she couldn't stop seeing herself that way and so she had to leave them. A terrible awful no good mistake, that is so bittersweet and so believable. There is a lot to be learned here.
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