I took today off, and I don't feel like watching soaps, so I have the Sundance Channel on right now. What a mistake!
This movie irritated me from the minute I turned it on. Yet, as the exercise in scatalogical drivel continued, I was transfixed. How could something this pseudo-pretentious get funded? I have to find out.
Pretentious is not even the appropriate descriptor. For havens sake, with lines like "I have changed, and I thought you had changed", the script should have been burned.
The only character I vaguely liked was Naima, and only because she doesn't speak English---or so we think. The minute she spoke about Reza, the last tiny shred of dignisty in this film evaporated.
I should sue the Sundance Channel for this tripe. An hour and a half of my life that I will never get back again.
