The problem with this film about a ten year class reunion is that there is no one to root for; it has no protagonist. Everyone in the film is sleazy. The wife, the husband, Nicky, Brolin, and even the classmates are slimy and pathetic. The ten year reunion of Northern Sleazy University is an exercise in painful self-absorption. These people supposedly lived through 63-73, and yet there not one mention of Nixon, Watergate, Vietnam, the Civil Rights movement or anything of any substance whatsoever from that time period. Even conservative students went to Vietnam. Thank God I never went to a crappy school like this one. I mean, really; who brings a rifle to a class reunion except some sick psycho. I had to take a shower after watching the film.
Review of Class of '63
