John Sullivan's first feature would probably put the audience to sleep if it weren't for the honest and mature performances of the young ensemble cast. Trite doesn't begin to describe the familiarity of the terrain: teen ennui, alcohol, drugs, cars, sex, music,
racism and broken homes in suburban, upper-middle-class Connecticut. Viewers will know what's coming long before the film ever gets there. The often unsympathetic characters function better as types than as individual personalities, the better to learn their stock lessons: Drugs are bad, giving in
to peer pressure is bad, drinking is bad, racism is bad... you get the picture. Amazingly (and doubtless due in ...