A long, slow-moving, long, dreary, long movie. We are forced to watch as Roger and Julie struggle to walk up the stairs without waking the baby, to change a diaper, to give the child a bath. Their concern and incompetence is overplayed to a ridiculous extent. As is their inability to communicate after their daughter dies. As is the way things are suddenly OK when the agency calls with an offer of a son, as though one child immediately erased the loss of another.