Marceline Hugot

Getting by. Making do. Take Me Home doesn’t task anyone within its frames with uttering these exact phrases, they still echo loudly for Anna, her parents Joan and Bob, and, when she’s back home in Orlando from New York, her sister Emily. It should surprise no one that navigating the American healthcare system as a person with a cognitive disability, or as their caregiver — as anyone aging, or hoping that any medical or care needs could and would be met appropriately, too — is often a matter of trying to find a way to cope but wishing for far, far better. Indeed, writer/director Liz Sargent puts that reality in clear focus. Her debut feature can’t be accused of merely managing, however — not with such an evident commitment to seeing its characters and their circumstances fully realized.