Are all of you people kidding? Really? This was a god-awful film. The dialog was so bad it reminded me of incredibly poor college improv.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" (Girl twirls from side to side and licks her lips, smiles coyly)
"Why do you think I'm looking at you?" (Guy leers, leans in)
"You tell me...I asked you first." (Girl continues to twirl, reaches for a drink with a straw and starts sucking at it suggestively)
OK. Those aren't real lines from the movie, but they're reminiscent of the tone of the whole thing. I can't remember any of the real lines because they were so bad I blocked them out as soon as the film was over.
The main characters kept laughing (more like cackling) at everything the other people said...in a truly bizarre and forced way...at things that weren't remotely funny or witty. Perhaps it was supposed to be nervous laughter? I don't know...but if it was, it didn't come across. My husband and I were making fun of the laughing in this movie for days.
The dark-haired girl who the porn addict briefly dates breaks up with him via a heartfelt recording (because people still totally have tape players in 2005) where she tearfully exclaims that she doesn't know why she's "this way" and wishes she could be different. She has mastered the art of using a lot of words and not saying anything at all...or, the writer of the film has.
The ex-wife Sarah and her ex-boyfriend's husband just sit around looking sad a lot, and the "half-sister" bites her lip, nods, smiles suggestively, and twirls a lot. Gah...I so hate the "twirling girl" free spirit archetype that's taken the independent film world by storm.
At the end, each character freezes and goes through a series of progressively younger photos...I guess to remind the audience that we were all babies once.
All in all, this movie is spectacularly stupid. One of those peculiarly contemporary independent films that mistakes SITUATION for STORY. There is a difference...and it's important.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" (Girl twirls from side to side and licks her lips, smiles coyly)
"Why do you think I'm looking at you?" (Guy leers, leans in)
"You tell me...I asked you first." (Girl continues to twirl, reaches for a drink with a straw and starts sucking at it suggestively)
OK. Those aren't real lines from the movie, but they're reminiscent of the tone of the whole thing. I can't remember any of the real lines because they were so bad I blocked them out as soon as the film was over.
The main characters kept laughing (more like cackling) at everything the other people said...in a truly bizarre and forced way...at things that weren't remotely funny or witty. Perhaps it was supposed to be nervous laughter? I don't know...but if it was, it didn't come across. My husband and I were making fun of the laughing in this movie for days.
The dark-haired girl who the porn addict briefly dates breaks up with him via a heartfelt recording (because people still totally have tape players in 2005) where she tearfully exclaims that she doesn't know why she's "this way" and wishes she could be different. She has mastered the art of using a lot of words and not saying anything at all...or, the writer of the film has.
The ex-wife Sarah and her ex-boyfriend's husband just sit around looking sad a lot, and the "half-sister" bites her lip, nods, smiles suggestively, and twirls a lot. Gah...I so hate the "twirling girl" free spirit archetype that's taken the independent film world by storm.
At the end, each character freezes and goes through a series of progressively younger photos...I guess to remind the audience that we were all babies once.
All in all, this movie is spectacularly stupid. One of those peculiarly contemporary independent films that mistakes SITUATION for STORY. There is a difference...and it's important.