There are movies to love, movies to like, movies to tolerate, movies to sleep through, and movies that are vile. This monstrosity fills the last category admirably. It seems to concern upper class people residing in an estate located in one of the most expensive areas in the United States. Everyone is well clothed, well dressed, well fed and well educated. They now spend their time solipsistic-ally (Mr. Levinson chose this word in his script signaling to the audience he wished to reach) indulging themselves in self loathing ego-centrism. I enjoy the comments of the other critics of this odium - 'oh, this is a controversial film , not everyone's cup of idea, but I ENJOYED IT (like those people who love squid boiled in their own black effluvium).
Review of Another Happy Day
