This is not a film. This is 83 minutes of torture. If you can honestly sit through its entire length and come out with a positive experience you are a true die-hard. Tension is built around organic and often unexpected moments between characters yet I never felt surprised. Every scene was predictable in a way that felt forced. I was cringing more at the horribly drawn-out scenes where nothing but silence happened or where we're just being shown blank interactions without focus, totally unnecessary. I also couldn't get Ellen Burstyn's face out of my head constantly reminding me of how much better Requiem for a Dream was after the opening scene. Things happened too slow for me to feel connected. I was really hoping for more from this. I spent many years estranged from my mother after her divorce and subsequent drug addiction. I can totally connect with the emotional context but I was disappointed at how empty the story was shown to the viewer. It felt more as if this film was ad- libbed by the family who acted it out rather than having a writer's grand vision. It's pretty much impossible for me to see how others have given this movie praise. There are far better indie/low-budget dramas with compelling and well portrayed stories than this amateur outing. I hate to be so negative but I literally FORCED myself to finish this just so I could legitimately write a bad review. Yea.