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While it starts off, relatively cheerful and upbeat, the protagonists (Taissa Farminga and Ben Rosenfield), play a young couple in college who have supposedly been together for 6 years. There relationship is whimsical at best, fleetingly showing any signs of chemistry or real passion towards one another.

While yes, this is an indie picture, the timing and plot are unerringly slow and nonsensical.

The supporting cast, are awful. Not helped by your immediate disdain for their characters, while Farminga's college friends play a highly stereotypical 'white girl wasted' college students, they do not grate as much as Rosenfields, 'hipster', work colleagues. In what world, would any self-respecting, reasonable audience member watching this film believe that firstly, they resemble anything similar to a real person, let alone this aloof, "bring us another beer" cool, music, hipster adults.

While, the main protagonists are certainly in appearance alone OK for this film, they're acting is not. Farminga spends the whole film either crying, or touching her hair. I would love to know how many times she literally ran her hands through her hair in this film, but that would mean I would have to watch the film once more.

Overall, I would definitely give this film a miss, the fact that Netflix spent £1m, buying the rights to this film, show's only that they are too successful.