Let's be real: this movie is not for kids, not for most teens, and honestly not for most adults either. It's the kind of film that film critics adore (91%!) and regular audiences tolerate or abandon (67% audience score, 6.8 IMDb).
The concept is brilliant—a ghost in a literal bedsheet confronting grief, time, and legacy. The execution is... an endurance test. If you've got a 16 or 17-year-old who genuinely loves arthouse cinema, wants to study film, or is dealing with grief in a mature way, this could be profound. For everyone else? It's 92 minutes that feel like 4 hours.
The brief nudity and death themes aren't the real barrier here—it's the pacing. This makes Terrence Malick look like Michael Bay. Your kid will either find it deeply moving or fall asleep. There's no middle ground.
Bottom line: This is homework, not entertainment. Assign it to your film student teen, but don't expect anyone to actually enjoy it.





