It seemed to be an interesting take on the family life of today. The plot of the film is as follows:
A mother dies, and in her will, she requests to be buried facedown, naked, and without a tombstone on her grave, for she does not feel fit to face the world. Her twins are left with the task of finding and delivering envelopes to their father and brother-- a father who they thought was dead, and a brother they didn't even know existed. This leads them on an odyssey of epic proportions to find these lost family members.
In personal opinion, the film characterizes exactly what family life has become today: broken. Why hasn't this mother told the twins that their father is not dead? Why was this other sibling never mentioned in their lives? It's a shame that less and less whole families can be seen nowadays. Yet, many see not the importance of this occurance. So many children lose their minds over things such as divorce, including myself. Second grade was the incorrect time for my parents to split. Perhaps if I had been older, I would have understood. But because I was only seven, my anger and self-pity and guilt ran rampant.