Although she comes across as bordering on insufferable, we are expected to understand that Sandy is the touchstone of honesty in the film because, like other American films of the Sundance variety, eccentricity signifies emotional authenticity.

Weaver pretty much keeps Imaginary Heroes aloft.

Has a third act that consists almost entirely of skeletons tumbling out of the closet, but Weaver's and Hirsch's flawless performances elevate the film above and beyond the ranks of 'Ordinary People' pastiches, and in the end it stands on its own merits.

Think Ice Storm and Donnie Darko as the American Dream goes terribly awry in the bosom of a suburban family.