Trashy non-story about boring people

Rating: 1/10 (1 March 2015)

This is the least redeeming movie I have watched in years. All I can say about the Motion Picture Academy....What were they thinking? Let's start with a non-story. The movie ends roughly where it begins, with a few "practice" deliveries of a Broadway play in between. The play? There's no plot. It's just incoherent jabber among unlikeable personalities. I don't have any problem with foul language in movies, but the dialog between the actors is pointless trash talk. Lesley (Naomi Watts) explaining how she knows the new guy on the set "Mike": "We're sharing a vagina".
My interpretation of this movie is that it's about a theater-acting business that has become a cesspool of sexual abuse, bullying directors, over-the-top egomaniac talent, and playwrights with writer's block facing contractual deadlines. There's not an ounce of inspiration in the troupe doing the Broadway play, just going through the motions of a daily pressure cauldron that grinds you up and spits you out. I didn't connect with any of the characters, but felt a sense of pity for the women who put up with constant sexual bullying and coercion from their male cast members.
This movie was a complete waste of time. It's inexplicable how it could be voted "best picture", when it comes up short in so many departments. And the incessant drumming, stepping all over the dialog! Innaruti should be the laughingstock of Hollywood, and he get's an Oscar?