The Way Home (2002)

Bratty children come in all nationalities.  In this Korean picture, a city-raised seven-year old is dumped on his very elderly and very poor mute grandmother who lives out in the sticks, while his mother looks for work.  Nothing she does can please him and he is rude, destructive, and generally impossible.  Still it is apparent that granny loves him anyhow and she keeps trying to satisfy his demands for special foods, clothing, and game batteries.  I really felt like thumping the little monster.  By the end of the film when his mother comes to take him home, we are meant to believe that he now loves his gran and that he will miss her -- but the change is far too sudden.