I’m not quite as in the bag on Chris Kelly’s Other People as some of the film’s more effusive proponents, but you know what? It’s still a solid first movie, and as “sad dudes with cancer friends/family” stories go, it’s light years ahead of Me and Earl and the Dying Girl, which you all may recall I fucking despise. Unlike that movie, this movie invests in its cancer patient (played with tremendous force by Molly Shannon) instead of treating her as window dressing at worst and as a catalyst for the protagonist’s growth at best. (Kelly also takes the piss out of the very idea of big, life-changing catharsis in the death of another, which helps.) Paste Magazine kindly let me review this one, and I think you should all go read it because c’mon, it’s literally the least you can do.
A Constant Visual Feast 