The American dream and nightmare have always been blurred beyond recognition.
My home and the subdivision it sits in was built in 1957 - the same year that Sunrise Hills saw so much drama on the other side of the country. 70 odd years later, with the post-war prosperity spent, and Americans no longer willing to build and develop, the idea that we were somehow “greater” or had more material satisfaction in this era is completely obliterated by No Money Down.
We are quite literally the children and grandchildren of these strivers and engineers and veterans. No different, save for the humanity sacrificed to the algorithm and digital spaces. But underneath the same basic animals cowering in fear and resentment and greed.
Joanne Woodward and Tony Randall in particular deliver powerful performances, but the entire cast inhabits the neuroses and insecurities of our supposedly most stable generation.
Tony Randall’s Jerry would obviously have multiple Kalshi/Robinhood and Coinbase accounts and five internet/AI businesses.
No surprise that Pat Hingle, who so convincingly played Commissioner Gordon in Batman (1989) is the most noble man in the whole film.