A decade and a half after it won honors at Sundance, this film which Edward Burns wrote, directed and starred in doesn’t hold up as well as it might. It’s rough in terms of cinematography and acting. Anyone who grew up Irish or Catholic might get more out of it than I did, but there were so many missed opportunities for depth that I felt like it skimmed the surface of big issues like religion, marriage, adultery, true love and family. I wanted to see it mainly for a glimpse of Connie Britton’s early acting. She’s matured a lot, thank goodness.

I love this movie. It was good to see young people at least making an attempt to have values, even though the guy in the movie was not doing that good a job of following them. I say that even though I am not a religous person. I grew up but no longer am Catholic, but it was reminiscent of my growing up.

The acting seemed a bit stilted at times. If you can get past that it’s a good film about acculturation. Also, it’s the only movie I can recall ever having a 69 bedroom scene in it.