ARgh! Erg. It's a movie about a boy who blames his parents for his short-comings in life. And as flat as these parental units were, I can almost see why he blamed them. So, he has a therapist follow him around and try to improve his emotional outlook on life. Non-hilarity ensues.

Look, I realize that trying to find out where you belong in the world is a challenge, especially today when there are so many options, but if I have to hear or watch another bunch of whiney, pathetic, I-deserve-more-than-this children complain about how they don't seem to automatically have big screen TVs on their walls when everyone else does, I may have to hurt someone. I'm so sick of the latest generation complaining that it's not their fault, where's my computer and their parents just going along with it. 

You don't deserve a new computer, or a cell phone, or even to watch the TV that your parents own. Those are all privileges. So get your lazy ass off the sofa and go get a job that you hate but pays the bills until you can find something you don't hate that still pays the bills. Learn to live without. Previous generations did and turned out just fine. So will you.

The best part about this film was that the director was cute an had a lovely English accent. He also had quite the following after the show from all his fans who loved the movie, it spoke to them. They all need to get jobs too.