A young girl, who has been murdered, watches over her family -- and her killer -- from heaven. She must weigh her desire for vengeance against her desire for her family to heal.
What does a movie owe to the book on which it’s based? Less than you’d think, actually. It’s nice if the filmmakers are able to translate story lines, key characters, crucial themes from one medium to the other, but literature and cinema are so radically different - one endlessly internal, the other building only on what we see and hear - that it’s generally insane to even try. At the end of the day, the movie needs to work as a movie, nothing more or less.