Family. Yes, there’s nothing like your own flesh and blood to screw up your entire existence and make you never want to socialize with any single member of the human race ever again. Yet, somehow, there’s nothing strangely satisfying in life than discovering a new branch on your family tree — a finding that gives you the false hope that, just perhaps, they will make your term on this Earth all the more complete. Or, at the very minimum, they won’t be as crazy as the rest of folks in your clan. Of course, I don’t know very much about family life. I’m anti-social with everyone — my family included — so it’s a good thing I can experience family life vicariously via movies like People Like Us.
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