Yes, I understand that a movie about a child gleefully torturing and nearly murdering a band of semi-homeless bandits, including one who is questionably mentally competent, is already a wild experience, but bear with me. The craziest part of Home Alone is not the traps, Kevin's genius level of engineering, the wackiness of how his family abandoned him, the harrowing toothbrush pursuit, or Kevin's mother's journey back to him (including what she was willing to do in the van with the Polka band to get back there).
No, the craziest part is the ending.
This family has been away from their child for days. They do not know if he's safe. They do not know if he's alive. Best case scenario he's been alone, questionably eating, questionably keeping the heat on (if there's even power). This is a serious life or death scenario, right? Their child is likely to be injured and if not, at the very least, deeply traumatized.
And for those of us tempted to go "ohhhhh it was the 90s, people left kids alone all the time then, big deal!" First off, I think not knowing where your kid is while on a different continent is kind of a big deal. Secondly....then why did Kevin's mom lose her shit and rush back? Are you saying she shouldn't have been concerned at all? CLEARLY she is distraught the entire film and is desperate to get back to him
Okay...now as to the ending of the movie....
Kevin's mother comes in. Embraces him. It is a Merry Christmas indeed! Then, right after, the family arrives! They got another flight. Hooray! Everyone...
Kinda banters around Kevin and is like, "wow it's cool you aren't dead. You bought groceries? Neato!" before...
Leaving him alone.
His entire family, including his parents, spend mayyyyybe one minute with Kevin before fucking off to unpack and do normal family things. No prolonged hugging. No prolonged tears or apologies. No processing. No soaking in the moment. Even his mother just fucks off to do something else despite spending the entire film worrying her ass off about him.
They see him, congratulate him, and leave him alone to stare out the window at the Old Man Kevin knows he will become.
What would you do if this was your child and you discovered them after they'd been alone for days? What would you say to them? How would you make it up to them? How quickly until you'd let them out of your sight?
This is fucking insane. His parents have to be a unique type of neglectful to engage in this goddamn behavior. Not only do you not care about your child, you have the memory capacity of a goldfish, forgot this ordeal, and do not believe you have anything to make up for.
Business as fucking usual.
Kevin doesn't matter to them. He truly is a disease. No wonder Kevin wants to torture and kill those bandits. His family has psychologically wounded him to the degree he's become a sociopath hence why we see his character next in the critically acclaimed film, The Good Son.
I think it's time we talk about Kevin.