Save this story for later. Itâs the little things you do together, as Stephen Sondheim reminded us, in âCompany,â that make perfect relationships. He listed some of the things: âconcerts you enjoy together, neighbors you annoy together, children you destroy together,â and so on. Thereâs a whole potential movie, right there, and I was hoping that the new John Lee Hancock film, âThe Little Things,â might be a riff on Sondheimâs acerbic song. No joy. Instead, itâs a cop drama about a serial killer, decked out with the customary frills: murders you commit together, clues you try to fit together, ways to get your shit together. And so on.