“Firstborn” has such a sudden and superfluous breakdown that it nearly makes you consider how the film’s completion was settled on. Was there a last disappointment of will? The motion picture makes such an earnest circumstance, and fills it with such intriguing characters, that when everything turns out badly toward the end I felt more than frustrated, I felt conned.
The film is about a calm and glad minimal rural family that is damaged by the presence of the wrong man at the wrong time. The family comprises of a separated mother (Teri Garr) and her two children. The man is Garr’s new darling, and he arrives practically because of an emergency in her life – when her ex, a man despite everything she adores, abruptly chooses to remarry. On the bounce back, she returns home with a young fellow (Peter Weller) whom she says she cherishes. All things considered, perhaps she loves him.