Indulgent, uninvolving, and contrived with a highly irritating and unusually discordant score that makes you feel like it's building towards something big when there's really no narrative payoff.

"Eric Mendelsohn's first film since 1999's Judy Berlin suggests Little Children as helmed by a nature documentarian." - Ed Gonzalez

Unlike those indie directors whose feel-good, P.C. claptrap predictably gets praised by the very people it flatters, Mendelsohn makes suburban poetry that opposes the way middle-class film culture likes to fantasize itself.