In movies, misfits are sacred. The emotionally or mentally disturbed are usually portrayed not as human beings working harder than most to get through the day, but as heroes and holy fools. In many a film fable they are sentimentalized into superior beings -- residents of some spiritual high-rise that the rest of us might aspire to, if only we dared jettison our inhibitions and soar into the divine state we ignorantly call dysfunction or some unkinder name.
So half a cheer for What's Eating Gilbert Grape, which suggests that the true heroes are those people who day by day must...
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