The script may not seem extraordinary. However, I drew some major parallels to my own script where everyday, meaningfully, feels the same; wherein the conscience isn't lost but vulnerable to change of any kind.  Keeping reality in mind, Frank did not conclude with a wave of a wand with Pratt's disability. Instead Pratt continued a discriminately slow but sure progress on the same track. Because things can only look up after falling so deep. 

- snippet from my review of, The Look Out (2007).

I'm not lonely. I'm alone. And you'll feel that. Anyone would if you so much wanted to catch a movie or just yourself from the mayhem/monotony but found not one person to do it with. If you can do it alone, then you've been where I am much before and have mastered it enough to not let it seem anything abnormal.

I dont know when will life resume normally again. I dont know if I'll be able to tell the difference. Coz, isn't normal also what you get used to? I hope not in my case but I'm scared to hope, even. But as I quipped in the review that it doesnt and it wont go good (or normal) in one day and that its only as it progresses.

I do hope (less hesitatingly) that it be a progress to a better normal and not a psssive coercion to the present normal. Because I could never accept that. And acceptance is happiness.