The most honest scene in the film is when the square guy behind the desk near the end of the film says, "How shall I make out the check?" This is a film about a hateful industry, called fundamentalist religion. After all, hasn't religion screwed up the female protagonist? Hasn't religion driven the chubby kid to try to off himself? Hasn't religion kept the studly "Man" of the house from getting laid? I am finding it hard to reach into my heart for (Christian) forgiveness for my fellow LGBTQ folks who wrote glowing reviews of this tripe. Are you relatives of the cast and crew? This is definitely a soon-to-become relic of the George Bush era. Thank goodness. Judith Light is excellent. The best of the bunch, I will admit. But I think a sympathetic film about Chinese 're-education camps' would probably get gooey reviews from some of the people on this site. Where has all the healthy skepticism gone in this country?