In the tranquil Chicago suburbs in the early 1950s, the kids are away camping with their Jr. Cherokee Troop, and a string of coincidences yields a spontaneous grown-up party. In the basement of a brand-new ranch house, exotic cocktails like “Rapupu Sours” are sampled, games like “Bee Pee Bo” are played and new friends like Jeep, the door-to-door photographer, are made. But things are happening that no one is talking about, and something is stirring underground. For their seventh full-length work, the New York based company The Debate Society (Buddy Cop 2) has created a darkly comic thriller of post-war verve and pre-adolescent disquiet.