This is a truly tedious film featuring 5 of the most loathsome characters to appear in an indie film in many years. A much celebrated "slap" occurs in the film. My question: would somebody just slap the screenwriter? Nobody talks the way these characters talk. Few 25 year olds (aside from the late Anna Nicole Smith) would even attempt the seduction of a nearly 70 year old man. But if they did, they certainly wouldn't do it this way--wiping honey on the man's face; speaking like a freshman English student at a grade C college (not the graduate student she is). The subplot with his vacuous daughter and her two idiot boyfriends is almost completely disconnected from the principal story. My only hope at the end is that if the author's final book ever does make it into print, the director and writer of this film will not buy the rights to make it into a film.
Review of Starting Out in the Evening
