Toronto. XXY.

"I believe it was the Variety reviewer who described XXY as a very good after school special," recalls Darren Hughes. "A bit harsh maybe, but not far from my own take."

"[F]or roughly two-thirds of its length deserves its fest-darling status," writes Steve at the Film Experience. "But then the third act rolls around, and all the melodrama and block-letter pleas for tolerance and goopy sentiment that were staved off by the preceding hour-plus seep in like poisons into well water, irrevocably damaging Puenzo's film."

"XXY is refreshing because it doesn't exist in binaries," writes Monika Bartyzel at Cinematical. "Alex doesn't know what the future holds - life as a woman, a man, or just as (s)he was born - and the film doesn't presume to know either. It's simply the struggle of a young, misunderstood kid who just wants to be happy, accepted, and at ease."

Earlier: Reviews from Cannes.

Posted by dwhudson at October 3, 2007 5:27 AM