I would describe Timothy Green's life as more twee than odd. In another case of a couple plagued by childlessness (why is this a trend?), Cindy (Jennifer Garner) and Jim (Joel Edgerton) Green decide to act on their thwarted desire by writing down all the clichés of what the perfect kid might be, putting them in a wooden box, and burying it in the backyard. Rain falls and out pops a mud-caked little boy whom they name Timothy (CJ Adams) and who starts to fulfill all the qualities they put in the box, only tweaking them into clichés that are quirkier and more uplifting than the originals. It's kind of like a parental version of Ruby Sparks, but without agents or a publishing deal. And don't forget the kid's last name is "Green;" it means there's a subplot involving environmentalism. Not to mention the foliage that sprouts from Timothy's ankles, an ominous reminder of the tragic cycles of nature, and the formulaic resolutions of what passes for a modern-day fable.
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