Four graduates of Westwood South High, class of 1987, reunite under farcically dire circumstances—a hijacked truck full of snack cakes is one element—and take measure of their empty lives. Jason (David Arquette) is a financier facing a corporate-scandal indictment. Sherman (Greg Germann), a diet guru, has just come home to his mansion to find that his wife has left him high and dry—literally: She even drained the pool. Harry (Jonathan Silverman) is a lonely divorced dad. And the class valedictorian (Kelly Hu) works as a sex masseuse. It's a good cast, and Arquette's peculiar charm is always welcome. But I'm tired of comedies about the desperate infantilism of panicked adults. You wish someone would do a sitcom about ancient Stoics.