Ordinary People

(1980)

First of all, these aren't "ordinary people". Ordinary people drink beer and watch football and go on diets and complain about all the hours they put in at work without ever getting ahead. The jokers in this movie are a bunch of rich honky fucks who buy books about wine, own napkin rings, and spend Christmas in London. They suck.

So anyway, this family of tools is all upset because one of their kids died when he fell off their sloop at the yacht club or something. My heart bleeds. They do have a back-up son, but he's named "Connie" so he's probably queer. And what's with the chick from his high school asking him if he's into Telemann? For those of you who don't know, that's an obscure classical music cat that even people who like classical music don't listen to. Just like the kids on your street, right? Seriously, who gives a damn what happens to these pretentious shitbags? Frankly I'm glad their kid died- maybe if they're a guy short that'll be one less college a cappella group I'll have to put up with.

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