A young man tries to reach out to the mother of his recently-deceased boyfriend. He's English and she's Chinese, and they have no shared language, so he brings in a British Chinese woman to interpret between them and also, as an olive branch, between her and a man who she has a sexual relationship with in the care home she's cooped up in.
Ben Whishaw has perhaps been slightly stuck with being cast repeatedly as emotionally awkward characters, and Cheng Pei-pei as the mother presnts a truculent and nonconciliatory front at first, railing against all she does not understand about either her son's death, the society she's still an outsider in and Whishaw's motives for helping, but the film delicately develops a quiet charm nevertheless as they gradually reach some of kind of understanding.
6/10
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