Sorry, I just don't get it.

Rating: 6/10 (26 February 2012)

Well crafted movie for sure, all performances strong and "believeable" within the context of disbelief suspension.
However, where is it going? What is it showing us? What revelations does it want to share?
What it seems to want us to understand is revealed in what amount to a string of clichés: the male mid-life crisis, the female search for non-domestic excitement, the ungrateful, petulant daughter, the suburban slut, the homophobe confronted by "partners" up the street, the moody teenager full of angst about the "ordinary" world, imagining he is Holden Caufield personified. Oh my, the pervasive phoniness of it all.
But then, ahah! Look Closer. The father really cares about his daughter more than his firebird! The wife is totally insecure and the the self-help slogans don't help! The petulant daughter thirsts for attention and finds it outside her social norm! The slut is a virgin! The homophobe is . . gasp! They took the clichés and contrived them into rather silly revelations, and the crowd went wild.
Sorry that I don't have the strength to get up for the standing O.