Cat on a Hot Tin Roof again

The other thing I love about this play is the whole "rich people living lives of quiet desperation" thing. These are stories that resonate with me a lot. Not because I'm rich. I'm far from rich. Movies like "The Weatherman," where the hero has all the monetary pleasures, yet still desperately needs something-whether that be love, meaning to life, or whatever. It's a statement made by writers, whether they mean to or not, that money doesn't fill the hole everyone's trying to fill. The hole is still there, and you still live a desperate life trying to fill it, you just have lots of stuff to go with your desperate life. Like an Xbox 360. Or a boat. Or a new guitar. Or a company.
You can laugh and not take these stories seriously and say things like, "Gah, what's wrong with him? What does he have to complain about? He has everything he could want!" But this is still assuming that money and comfort and more stuff can and will give you ultimate peace.