I am compelled to warn the world after just wasting 90 minutes watching this supposed "Big Chill" for Generation Y. It gets nothing right, the script is dull pang of exposition, there are random camera cuts merely entered to cover poor directorial decisions and each disjointed "moment" is punctuated w/ abstrusely strident violin music to say THIS IS important. AT least its low budget indicates that little money was diverted from potentially other movies. This type of thing gives independent films a bad reputation as talkfests. Stay away. I wish i could credit some actor as shining light, making do w/ this poor script, but NO. If can say something good, I guess at least the film didn't have too many product placements. ugh.
