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No matter what you call it, there is a collateral damage from war that no one sees.

Now it is called some set of initials. PTSD. Post traumatic stress disorder.

It is still the same.

Today's film is about a young gay man who encounters a subject for a film project.

The "subject" turns out not only to be a real human being but also a member of a veteran's counseling group who is having a lot of difficulty.

The gayness is a sub-theme. A sort of closeted film. But it is obvious that the man's PTDS is related to the loss of a special friend in Iraq and a belief that he is responsible.

The film making soon takes a back seat to a unique relationship that we see grow and change in the film.

This is a hard movie to watch. It does not pull any punches.

The callow young man and the grizzled vet, all of thirty years old, is sweet and very nice to watch as it grows and then ends.

A 5 out of Netflix5. Not easy. Hard. Remember I told you before you went and saw it and got upset.

There are no reviews for this film as it went direct to DVD and no one wants to talk about it. But I will.

It was a colossal mistake to give this wonderful film this ironic name. It got buried in the ton of cartoon super hero films and got lost almost completely. I may be the only person to have bought the disc and actually watched the film.

No credit here just chance.

Labels: films, gay films, Iraq