I have a lot of sympathy for what was trying to be achieved in this film, a sympathetic portrait of young adults in Toronto struggling to find their ways economically and in their love lives. In a kind of general way, that is, measured by just the overall feeling that accumulated over the film and which I was left with by the end, it worked. But it did require a lot of patience for the audience who were given so many shots that seemed to add nothing to the plot or which merely added yet another repetitious drip to the sense of ennui, frustration and failure. Next time, more plot, less atmosphere, please.
Review of Wexford Plaza
