Jon Favreau is Mike, a struggling actor who's left the love of his life back East as he tries to make a go of it in Hollywood. Now, months later, Mike's still spending too much time hovering around his answering machine, reliving the past and waiting for her to call. That's where his friends, Trent, Rob, Sue and Charles, step in. Trent and Co. have had enough of Mike's moping. The clubs are jamming and it's time to swing.
Swingers captures the banter and self-deprecating humor of a group of close friends perfectly.
Like Virgil guiding Dante, Trent leads Mike on a whirlwind tour of the singles scene. Back in L.A., they meet up with the rest of the pack and bounce from club to club and party to party. In diners and bars, over endless cups of coffee and umbrella drinks, they discuss the tribulations of acting or the relative filmic merits of Tarantino and Scorsese. But mostly they obsess about women and gripe about life. Swingers' dialogue is honest, sometimes painfully so.