Let's see, we have a workaholic overachiever who we just know is going to learn a big lesson about how she should want a husband and children because that is just the be-all, end-all of a woman's existence. Okay, it's not that sexist. But the way this TV movie goes about presenting the concept of a fulfilling personal life over career have barely a whiff of originality. The husband and kids, whether real or imagined, are so wholesome you just want to shoot them. But the absolute worst was a scene in which McKeon's character shows up at a get-together with four gay men, who are the gay version of minstrels. This cartoon-like depiction was the point at which I knew that there would be nothing redeeming about this. It's just another shameless plot line implying that a woman must choose between career and family. (Let's just say the suspense won't be killng you as to which lifestyle comes out on top.)
Review of Comfort and Joy
