Synopsis: About a peculiar young boy who, as he blurs reality and fantasy, takes over the responsibilities of a family man in his father's absence.
Genre: Comedy, Drama
Director(s): Diego Luna
Production: Lionsgate Films
  2 wins & 8 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
82 min

Put those things away.

- Why?

No binoculars at Christmas breakfast.

Put them away!

Give them here!

Come along boys, no bickering.

- I'm not bickering.

No, I'm bickering!

- Set a good example for once.

Let your son set a good

example for once.

Is he only my son all of a sudden?

- Aren't I your son?

You don't take after me, at any rate.

Victor, how can you say that?

Your eyes, your hair-lines,

your walks...

That's not what I mean.

He means that I haven't got a

single good quality; and he has.

Is that what you mean?

- Yes, that's what I mean.

With those good qualities

he became an admysterytator.

Administrator, and I'm not

an administrator.

Your fasther is sub-manager.

Oh, I thought he was an admysterytator.

- Administrator!

Are you sure about that?

I still think it's...


We haven't wished each other

Merry Christmas yet.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

And let's for once try to have

Christmas breakfast...

...without any arguments.

- But there aren't any arguments.

No, I'm just wishing us a Merry

Christmas breakfast without arguments.

Then there will be an argument.

Why must you bloody-well

reverse everything?

I'm putting things straight.

Straight to you, imbicile!

Stop it.

Now there is an argument.

Because you accentuated it.

Is that so surprising? Every

Christmas breakfast I can remember...

...has been permeated with discord.

Because up till now you've said at the

beginning of every Christmas breakfast...

...with that Christmas-breakfast

look in your eyes:

"Let's for once try to have

a Christmas breakfast...

...without any arguments."

And every year you manage with those

nasty wolfish eyes of yours...

...to completely poison

the atmosphere.

Hey, did you hear that?

He's just asking for an argument.

You mustn't try and push things

to extremes, Victor.

I say, the salmon is delicious.

Isn't it? Shrimps the whole time.

I thought let's have salmon.

I've never been a one for shrimps.

He always wants shrimps.


I don't even like shrimps, you're

the one who always wants shrimps.

Dove, who is it that always

wants shrimps?


Your father is right.

So I'm lying?

So I'm lying?!

I'm not saying that.

But you did always want shrimps.

So I'm lying then!

Say I'm lying.

You're lying.

Now, that's heartenings I must say.

Your own mother calling you a liar.

You're ganging up together,

I knew it, against me.

Why do I still live here?

Because you're an imbicile

who doesn't dare to go outside.

We want to have a serious talk

with you.

Your father's got a plan.

You'll soon be thirty one.

- Thirty two.

Tomorrow we're going to the dunes.

- A quiet, secluded spot.

You mustn't think anything more of it,

we're just going out.

Fresh air's good for you.

We're going in the car,

we won't see another soul.

And what about those gin-traps?

I'll walk on ahead and beat

the ground with a stick.

Yeah, and then of course we'll

get lost.

I know exactly what will happen.

We won't get lost, Abel.

Your father's taking a compass.

Your mother's making a bag

full of food.

Nothing can happen to us.

What about stray bullets?

There are hunters in the dunes,

you know.

How often hav you read that:

"Man hit by stray bullet."?

There's no hunting in the dunes,

is there?

Of course not, just a few

rabbit-snares, that's all.

Right, and who sets them?

Poachers, that's who.

They're all inbred.

They go stark raving mad if anyone

ventures onto their hunting-grounds.

D'you know what?

We'll take a guide with us.

And two bearers, and guns

and ammunition...

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