The Herlihys are a working class family from Chicago whose three children take wildly divergent paths: Brian joins the Marines right out of High School and goes to Vietnam, Michael becomes ...
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Set to the soundtrack of the '60s, a Philadelphia family moves toward the cultural upheaval in the years ahead. The Pryors' teen daughter Meg tries to shed her "good girl" image by hanging ... See full summary »
The Herlihys are a working class family from Chicago whose three children take wildly divergent paths: Brian joins the Marines right out of High School and goes to Vietnam, Michael becomes involved in the civil rights movement and after campaigning for Bobby Kennedy and Eugene McCarthy becomes involved in radical politics, and Katie gets pregnant, moves to San Francisco and joins a hippie commune. Meanwhile, the Taylors are an African-American family living in the deep South. When Willie Taylor, a minister and civil rights organizer, is shot to death, his son Emmet moves to the city and eventually joins the Black Panthers, serving as a bodyguard for Fred Hampton.Written by
Sarah's line to Kenny "I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness" is the first line of Allen Ginsberg's poem "Howl". See more »
At the end during the BBQ, the mother asked "How's my boy today?" there is a boom mic visible. See more »
[On his son Michael being a Conscientious Objector to Vietnam]
"If my son says he can't fight, it's not because he's not brave enough, it's because he's brave enough to stand up for what he believes in."
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A scene where Katie and her friends gathered in front of her television to watch The Beatles performance on the Ed Sullivan show was originally shown in NBC's first broadcast of the mini-series but ended up getting cut out of all the home video versions of the film (including NBC's own 2 tape set which could only be ordered straight from the network). The scene is also missing from later presentations of the film on networks such as VH1. In the scene Katie and her friends sit on the floor in front of the television and scream in delight at the sight of The Beatles while Katie's brother, Michael, sits behind them secretly trying to brush his hair down so that he can look like the famous quartet. See more »
I never actually thought anything could make me understand the police brutality that occurred during the Democratic Convention in 1968 in Chicago, but this one sure comes close. The awful human beings that rioted in the public parks, with their whining and their complaining and their drug use and violence seemed richly deserving of the things they got.
If this movie is worth anything, it's instructive as to how history can be distorted to suit a particular kind of political and cultural agenda. It is very sympathetic to those for which little sympathy is deserved. It suits those who actually make these movies to try and justify the things that they largely did during the past, even thought the rest of the country didn't.
The heroes of the movie end up being the villains, and those who grew up in luxury and refused responsibility or respect end up being the applauded. It's utterly mystifying.
The characters involved here are cardboard, with high school drama dropouts as their creators. It's undeniably hard to create a movie that can depict and entire decade and its spirit, but this one not only fails, but seems like it's not even trying. Play some sixties rock music, show a menagerie of hippies, a melange of pot smoke, and a montage of video clips from a truly tortuous time.
Take the advice of the insightful reviewer previously and read up on what happened during this time, the real events, the real issues. Bobby Kennedy wasn't a saint (he's actually the one who ordered Martin Luther King to be bugged while he entertained prostitutes), and Barry Goldwater wasn't the devil, nor the reverse--but it's hardly the way the makers of this swill would have people believe.
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