‘The Surrogate’ intelligently confronts the dilemma of a modern family ARNOLD WAYNE JONES | Executive Editorjones@dallasvoice.com The Surrogate begins, as most pregnancies themselves, with a sense of frantic disorientation: We start in the middle of a date, interrupted by a phone call; we jump to a bathroom and a successful pee-stick test then find out the mom is “the vessel” for a gay couple; we’re 10 weeks into the first trimester before we’re 10 weeks into the film.