Director: Ricardo Trogi, Canada
Just in his thirties, Patrick (Louis Morissette) has everything – a smart and lovely Wife, surly son, cute daughter, spectacular home, great job as manager of his own sports store franchise, fun friends. Or so it would appear. Prices of all the Things they have bought for the House pop up on the screen like instant messages, emphasizing their extravagant lifestyle. Patrick spends a lot of time watching porn on his laptop and masturbating. Wife is unemployed, suffering from burnout and although she agrees to the obligatory marital sex, it just doesn’t do it for him. He prefers his lap (top) dance. This early part of the film is actually quite humorous. Then after dinner one night with Wife’s best friend and her partner, their friends suggest a swinger’s bar for a drink. Patrick is thrilled. Wife, not so. Their friends reveal that if they wanted to swing, Patrick and Wife would be perfect. So begins Patrick’s fantasy f**king Wife’s best friend with the spectacular boob job.
At this point, the thrust of the film focuses on poor Patrick and how unhappy he is with his flat-chested Wife and the House of Things. To cheer up, he takes his pretty young sales clerk to a sporting goods conference to screw her, which he does. However, he gets screwed as well when he is stripped of his franchise for lack of profitability. Now he has been unfaithful to Wife and lost his job. Still he agrees to look at a vacation chalet being shown by Wife’s best friend with the spectacular boob job. There Pat-prick tries it hard-on with Wife’s best friend but is vigorously rebuffed. Best friend tells all to everyone. Patrick is kicked out of the House. What started out as a clever and funny film about family values deteriorates into a truly banal bad f**king flick. Leave the game at half time.