I watched the Nicole Kidman film Birth this evening at an out of the way cinema in an almost-empty mall in Manchester, NH.

The film is described as “A woman becomes convinced that a ten year old boy is the reincarnation of her dead husband.” There’s more to it than that — a plot twist or two — but it is as much a movie about Kidman’s performance, and that of Cameron Bright, as anything else, and both are very compelling.

I left feeling vaguely disturbed. But it was worthwhile.