One of the joys of have parent in-laws is been passed art-house films that we would have otherwise never watch.
Since Otar Left was a wonderful movie. With a major plot line of not upsetting the grandmother when her beloved son dies over seas, it then rides the after effects of this decision.
Set in the city of Tbilisi, which was in post-Soviet ruin. This made for a bleak back drop, on life and future prospects.
[Slight Plot discussion]
I saw the ending coming, not from a stance of obviousness, but more of both paths had equal cost in failure, but only had any real chance for gain. So it was with sadness and hope that the movie ends.
What I found the most beautiful was the grandmothers handling of the ‘I know you have been hiding his death from me’ bit.