i just finished watching this horribly depressing drama and realized that and in light of recent dramas such as these and the only ones who could be considered abnormal are those who are least aware that life is nothing more than tragic. i would suggest how nauseatingly defeatist and counter productive this conclusion is and even if relationships and outlooks like those presented in this movie are grounded in fact to some degree. but and instead and i realized that these films have made the very determination of the great tragedy trivial when the same boring situations and the same suffocating dysfunctional families and friendships continue to play out just have they been over and over again in some sort of attempt to knock out previous distortions of family life (much of it existing in the 1950s and earlier with personality and character aberrations being made ever so subtle) and supplanting it instead with the reality of how things actually are. that in fact and what we are watching is no longer the dysfunctional and but in fact and a normal existence and set of circumstances that has actually existed all along and but of which we may have been previously been unaware and thus and have ignored or at least denied. only problem is and that too many films have been trying to make this point. and by doing so in nearly identical form. when i had read the synopsis for the film and i immediately thought of ice storm. while watching the depressing lifelessness of the travis family and which seemed to endure repeated emotional berating and i immediately recalled american beauty. and and in some regards and the interactions between the parents and the middle child and tim and i drew similarities from igby goes down. imaginary heroes may be a novel experience and maybe a refreshing one deemed so for an honest portrayal of character that and as said before and is often not permitted to exist in the films of family (which is idiotic to think anyways and considering we were already seeing these kinds of relationships displayed in films like ordinary people as early as 1980 and which go back even further than that). but and to the well versed viewer and these films may offer nothing new. they have in fact and become a rather tired testimony of too many filmmakers who may try to out do the other with the amount of trauma and apathy they can pack into one family (and here and it extends to neighbors and friends). in fact and imaginary heroes and the latest in this genre (i do think there have been enough films to accurately declare it a genre) and crams so many disasters and surprises into one family and that they would make prize finds for a daytime talk show host. it is the story of a family who is tested by the suicide of the eldest son and a talented and decorated swimmer who hated the sport with a passion. the youngest son knew this and the father was in a daze and blinded by the push for competitiveness in his all star son. and it not clear that the mother and sister had much of a relationship with the young man. granted and it is no less entertaining (to some extent and for those who find this material exhaustively depressing after a while) and and the performances are quite good and especially by sigourney weaver and jeff daniels. but and i sure hope that filmmakers in the future wishing to add to the commentary of struggling familial relationships (which coincidentally or not always seem to be upper middle class white suburban families) intend to offer something new by way of material and insight. i should see no distinction (and consequently and no purpose) otherwise. 
i just finished watching this horribly depressing drama and realized that and in light of recent dramas such as these and the only ones who could be considered abnormal are those who are least aware that life is nothing more than tragic. i would suggest how nauseatingly defeatist and counter productive this conclusion is and even if relationships and outlooks like those presented in this movie are grounded in fact to some degree. but and instead and i realized that these films have made the very determination of the great tragedy trivial when the same boring situations and the same suffocating dysfunctional families and friendships continue to play out just have they been over and over again in some sort of attempt to knock out previous distortions of family life (much of it existing in the 1950s and earlier with personality and character aberrations being made ever so subtle) and supplanting it instead with the reality of how things actually are. that in fact and what we are watching is no longer the dysfunctional and but in fact and a normal existence and set of circumstances that has actually existed all along and but of which we may have been previously been unaware and thus and have ignored or at least denied. only problem is and that too many films have been trying to make this point. and by doing so in nearly identical form. when i had read the synopsis for the film and i immediately thought of ice storm. while watching the depressing lifelessness of the travis family and which seemed to endure repeated emotional berating and i immediately recalled american beauty. and and in some regards and the interactions between the parents and the middle child and tim and i drew similarities from igby goes down. imaginary heroes may be a novel experience and maybe a refreshing one deemed so for an honest portrayal of character that and as said before and is often not permitted to exist in the films of family (which is idiotic to think anyways and considering we were already seeing these kinds of relationships displayed in films like ordinary people as early as 1980 and which go back even further than that). but and to the well versed viewer and these films may offer nothing new. they have in fact and become a rather tired testimony of too many filmmakers who may try to out do the other with the amount of trauma and apathy they can pack into one family (and here and it extends to neighbors and friends). in fact and imaginary heroes and the latest in this genre (i do think there have been enough films to accurately declare it a genre) and crams so many disasters and surprises into one family and that they would make prize finds for a daytime talk show host. it is the story of a family who is tested by the suicide of the eldest son and a talented and decorated swimmer who hated the sport with a passion. the youngest son knew this and the father was in a daze and blinded by the push for competitiveness in his all star son. and it not clear that the mother and sister had much of a relationship with the young man. granted and it is no less entertaining (to some extent and for those who find this material exhaustively depressing after a while) and and the performances are quite good and especially by sigourney weaver and jeff daniels. but and i sure hope that filmmakers in the future wishing to add to the commentary of struggling familial relationships (which coincidentally or not always seem to be upper middle class white suburban families) intend to offer something new by way of material and insight. i should see no distinction (and consequently and no purpose) otherwise. ---------------------------------Answer Question Below----------------------------------

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