A story like this should not have problems with suspension of disbelief. The idea that, in spite of a 12-year-old boy "living all his life" in a Soviet forced labor camp being able to escape, even with help, into Mediterranean Europe where he is able to interact in no less than four languages, walk hundreds of miles for days without food, escape police multiple times, et cetera, is a little hard to take. Particularly when most of the time he remains looking in better condition than the average mall rat. Further, most everyone he meets is living an upper-middle-class affluent lifestyle in dwellings that look up to date by 2006 standards.
The thing is they made a good enough movie of it that a lot of this doesn't matter. You do end up getting drawn in enough to care about David, and what happens to him, even though he is implausible. The actors are good and put in an honest days work, and that saves it. It is more up to you as to whether you feel let down at the end.
The thing is they made a good enough movie of it that a lot of this doesn't matter. You do end up getting drawn in enough to care about David, and what happens to him, even though he is implausible. The actors are good and put in an honest days work, and that saves it. It is more up to you as to whether you feel let down at the end.