Mini-Review: Drivel. Overbearing, meddling, inconsiderate, meandering, babbling father annoys his sneaky, dishonest, tortured upper middle-class kids for 90 minutes. Everybody's *not* fine until the last 5 minutes or so, at which point the filmmakers assure us they're fine...but we still dislike them. The fact that my sentimental nature teared up during the manipulative (and unearned) "cry now" moment felt like a self-betrayal. I need to watch some early De Niro to wash this from my brain. Good night.