Nice chemistry between Travolta and Glynnis, which largely makes up for the shortcomings in the script (and possibly direction). JT's only trouble is when he does the wide-eyed, gurgling naif bit (although again that's probably not his fault). Final song is sung by Paul Munchkin. The last sequence has a nice feel, like Saroyan's "Beautiful White Horse" (and also explains the need for the open space in his bubble!)--but is a bit hard to believe (maybe it could've worked better as a dream?).

A man who in reality died of AIDS plays the father of a boy with no immune system. 'Nuff said.