Far from my type of movie, but I think that I know goodness when I see it. Unfavorite genre notwithstanding, this gets very positive comments from me. Not that there's a nice neat conclusion to this picture. But, then, that's life, isn't it? Sometimes a lotta loose ends. Or maybe it was just the mood that I was in when I watched it. Whatever the reason(s), I just can't say anything negative about this effort, even though there are several depressing factors to the storyline. Once again...that's life. It's about relationships...some growing; some decaying; amongst a sextet of acquaintances who have gotten away for the Thanksgiving weekend to a spacious, Colorado-Rockies residence, owned by a 59-year-old man who was killed recently in a plane crash. At the estate are the dead man's mid-30s-ish, radio-announcer/girlfriend of eight years; his unmarried son of about that age; the son's childhood buddy and his wife; and her sister and boyfriend. The son is a wannabe writer; and the boyfriend's job entails daily dealings with scribes and their works. The buddy's spouse is splitting with hubby; has "the hots" for the son; and shows his jottings to the boyfriend. The sisters carry on as only siblings can. There is much other, well-done, interpersonal contact here, too; so, you see how much connection there can be, right? That's the point. The acting is excellent - believable; convincing. Just like life, we don't necessarily know someone's future fate, but this film reminds me that we SHOULD CARE.