The eternal dynamic of evil, guilt, and mercy gives Frozen River its spine. It is not a perfect film, but somehow even its flaws lend it credibility and authenticity as a portrait of the weakness and grandeur of the human heart. This is the oldest theme in literature, but it is also the most important, a fact that the last eighteen months of American cinema have shown.
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