Directed by Jonathan Dayton, Valerie Faris
Writing credits Michael Arndt
This is a really sweet depiction of a disfunctional family, that among all things, are honest with each other and with themselves--as best as they can be. The writing, i must say, is quite believable. From the father-figure, who drill sergeant-like, "encourages" his children to be "winners;" to the angry son, who has taken on a vow of silence; to the mother, who just tries to make everything work; to the grandfather, who, in his old age, has taken to a hippie "laissez-fair" attitude; to the daughter, who in her innocence and youth, is the "sunshine" of everyone's lives. Finally, the brother-in-law, performed by the 40-year old virgin what's his face guy--well, i dont like him, and i initially didn't want to watch the movie because he was in it.
This movie asks, what makes one a failure? When things don't go as planned, who's at fault? who's to blame? Good question, and it seems that every situation requires a separate answer. Given where i'm at in life (my priorities, commitments, and choices), here's where I'm at with that question: One does not fail. One suffers challenges. One surmounts challenges eventually, until well, no more challenges on the horizon.
This isn't where I'm at, and given where i'm at, i don't have the answer to this. Is death the ultimately failure?
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