Austin Chick's movie starts with a great shimmer, gruff Ruffalo follows an enigmatic prey in the shape of Maya Strange home, hand-held camera as much as a voyeur as he is. What emerges is a College frat party where Ruffalo rolls around with Maya and her best girl pal Kathleen Robertson who have a greater understanding of sexual sharing than Ruffalo.
Despite Ruffalo's obvious attraction to Maya, though more than willing to fool around with both, when the film fast forward's to a decade later, Ruffalo is shacked up with clean and sensible Claire in a subtle performance by Petra Wright From now, the film falls as flat as Ruffalo's new nerdy haircut. What exactly happened in those 10 years? It's in there somewhere but suddenly we're watching a completely different, slower, duller film that we no longer care about. The inevitable reappearance of one of the college girls is no surprise (nor a surprise as to who it is) and the artificial denouement leads to further disappointment. A huge anti-climax.
Despite Ruffalo's obvious attraction to Maya, though more than willing to fool around with both, when the film fast forward's to a decade later, Ruffalo is shacked up with clean and sensible Claire in a subtle performance by Petra Wright From now, the film falls as flat as Ruffalo's new nerdy haircut. What exactly happened in those 10 years? It's in there somewhere but suddenly we're watching a completely different, slower, duller film that we no longer care about. The inevitable reappearance of one of the college girls is no surprise (nor a surprise as to who it is) and the artificial denouement leads to further disappointment. A huge anti-climax.