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By Frank Bruni
Mr. Bruni is a contributing Opinion writer who was on the staff of The Times for more than 25 years.
Those of us with insomnia have shamefully low bars for our late-night television viewing, which is how I justify my acquaintance with “Echo Valley,” a bonkers new Apple TV+ movie about a mother’s sacrifices for her drug-crazed daughter. It requires not so much the suspension of disbelief as the incineration of it. But it gives its actors a lurid excess of opportunities to suffer nobly or scheme nefariously, so it lured A-listers such as Julianne Moore, whom I’ll follow into almost any valley, gulch or gorge of her choosing, and Domhnall Gleeson, who’d be riveting reciting a recipe for porridge.
