The best part of the adventure is when one of the girls has a revelation on the summit of a giant slag heap. One housemate joins a cult. One housemate is rushed to the emergency ward with Raviolitis, after eating Chef Boyardee for 75 days straight. The background music really ought to be what the kids like to listen to. We could learn a lot about the characters if we got to hear their devotion to the Eagles or Einsturzende Neubaten.
Every cast member has a menial job.
To unwind in their free time, they hatch all sorts of crazy schemes, such as performing theatre classics in the basement or learning the art of glass-blowing. Finally, it would be satisfying if all this impotent flirting actually led somewhere. Then again, I ought to be careful of what I wish for. All rights reserved.