What a waste of 80 minutes. The film should have been interesting and right up my alley, so to speak. The first shot is a fully clothed woman sitting on a counter-top wearing a HUGE strap on and smoking a cigarette. But filmmaker Ian Gamazon, who does almost everything behind the camera here, soon segues into one of the most slow moving and dull sequences ever to be lensed. His seeming non-film obviously has no budget, so he overcomes this obstacle by having no dialogue.
Scenes evolve with foley or wild sound throughout.
It is 20 minutes into the film before anyone is shown to speak. And it's a really long and dull 20 minutes. Gamazon also uses pop music, radio station chatter, and books on tape - yes, books on tape, to provide sound for his film. And the sound is atrocious. The music sounds as if it were taped on cheap old cassettes off of AM radio.