To the editors:

Thank you once again, noble Jonathan Rosenbaum, for appreciating and upholding a film (Parents) which, for all its power and brilliance, is being forced out of the public arena by being so timidly slighted by critics [April 7].

There was one point touched upon in this generally fine review which needs expansion: the film’s extraordinarily sharp analogical picture of post-World War II America as a predatory and blood-soaked empire. The activities of the father (Randy Quaid) at “Toxico” are obviously an analogy or reference to U.S. activities in the Third World–and the film seems to be saying (quite correctly, I think) that it is precisely because of this relationship of America to the world that the domestic scene took on its particularly obscene aura.

I assume (and hope) that Balaban would not be creating this film just to make a period piece. That vicious pairing of American overseas butchery with a sentimentalized abundance at home is–still today–all too real.

Leon Shark