I can see why no one wither likes this movie nor review it. It hits too close to home. I personally get sick and tired of the goody-two-shoes sanctimony today of those in their 40s, 50, 60s, 70s. The suburbs were a cesspool. This family was headed by a professional. They live in a "Brady Bunch" house. So much of this story rings true, especially the overly-curious little boy. He is just at that age when he could be led anywhere. All of them are so innocent in the midst of the adults around them. We can certainly see how in the next generation, parents disappeared altogether. The eldest child too. Sometimes it is every man for himself. It reminds me of "Boys in the Band" in that nobody likes that movie anymore either, especially young gays.
Review of The Playroom
