Not only did I not care about any of the characters or what happend to them, but I can't even imagine how anyone else could, especially nominators of the Pulizter Prize. I don't get it. I didn't care about Frank's little narrow life with his pretentious tone. He was insincere with everyone he related to. He fit the realtor stereotype quite well (nothing against realtors). His son was a typical weird 15 year old with no depth to him. His daughter was contrived and Frank didn't seem to really care much about her--though he tried to make it seem he did (same with his son, for that matter). Cliche plot with predictable, shallow characters. Blech.