The best thing about this film is the Jucifer song in the end credits. There is a strong idea here, but I suspect that it ended up overshadowed by an inexplicable desire to make "Curling" a collection of bizarre inconsistencies.
A movie that feels like it's constantly on the cusp of pulling itself together, about an arm-length from greatness, but which never quite gets there. Still, I'm excited to see more from Denis Côté.
This is a story about a not-so-interesting father and his daughter, who has been shielded from external influences for 12 years. It goes as far as not even having attended any school.