A Man Called Ove was probably the most heart-wrenching and cathartic film I’ve seen recently. As the film progressed, it didn’t feel like I was watching a story; it felt like I time really was passing by. As I saw more about what kind of person Ove was and what kind of life he had been through, I started to feel the same way Ove did — after everything that life did to him, no wonder Ove hated so many things. Then, when I watched him continue life with his wife, and then grow close to his community, I felt a renewed sense of hope. Every time I saw the curmudgeonly Ove smile, I couldn’t help but smile a little myself.