This film has to be the most pretentious bunch of garbage I've ever seen. Neither Adrian Grenier, Joey Lauren Adams, nor Sarah Michelle Gellar turned in a performance worth a damn. I could've got better acting out of trees. Thank God I caught this on the tube, because I would have demanded a refund after viewing pretentious Ivy Leaguers spouting overly philosophical, pop-poetry crap for two hours. I can get loads of that garbage for free at a Starbucks near any major campus in America. I can't even say the film has technical merit. The acid trip scene was executed horribly (complete with crappy "acid trip" FX), and the dialog sounds like it was recorded in a shower. A disaster in every aspect.
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