Tim McSpadden pens and directs Love A La Carte, a bodily fluids-caked gem of a comedy in which marital boredom is best battled by observing a strict diet of extramarital sex.
Aaron Ginn-Forsberg is Phil. He's got a cool house and his wife is easy on the eyes. But as a couple, they're sexually spent to the point where he's faking his own orgasms. So he's off getting off somewhere else, and constantly. Now and then, a English-accented narrator observes Phil in voiceover mode, and no differently than any other alpha beast observed on safari.
But don't let the shrewdly-conceived surrealistic cutaways and awesome bro-dialect fool you: This isn't just a guy flick. In fact there's little doubt that Love A La Carte is, ironically, a film best served to the couple in acknowledged mid-life crisis who both know all too well how real this story gets for many. So bring your disenchanted spouse to the couch for this one, and after 90 minutes of simultaneously elevated and low-brow humor layered over the top of some masterful observational comedy, you might just reconnect and get laid.
Aaron Ginn-Forsberg is Phil. He's got a cool house and his wife is easy on the eyes. But as a couple, they're sexually spent to the point where he's faking his own orgasms. So he's off getting off somewhere else, and constantly. Now and then, a English-accented narrator observes Phil in voiceover mode, and no differently than any other alpha beast observed on safari.
But don't let the shrewdly-conceived surrealistic cutaways and awesome bro-dialect fool you: This isn't just a guy flick. In fact there's little doubt that Love A La Carte is, ironically, a film best served to the couple in acknowledged mid-life crisis who both know all too well how real this story gets for many. So bring your disenchanted spouse to the couch for this one, and after 90 minutes of simultaneously elevated and low-brow humor layered over the top of some masterful observational comedy, you might just reconnect and get laid.