And it isn't pretty. The gang is reunited and everybody dumps on one another with their problems. After all, no one understood them like the group. At the reunion, the whole cast has new lives and new obsessions since the old days. The reunited chums throw incense on the pyre of their lost innocences, while constantly trying to boost their own egos.
Nobody's happy and everybody's narcissism runs wild as they talk each other's heads off.
The Big Chill is well acted, wittily written, and believably written. Today, though, the film seems like something out of a time capsule. The story hints that the old radical days were full of truth and magic. Too bad these people have to live in the Reagan Era and deal with the real world, which isn't as forgiving. Even though old Motown songs are constantly playing through this movie, the film is more a reminder of the '80s than the '60s.