We saw this movie at an industry preview. Katie, Christina, and Rachel come together in their father's NYC apartment when he's at the end of life and in hospice care. They are very different souls, all well scripted and well-acted.
The eldest is intense and overbearing, the youngest is dissolute and (seemingly) aimless, the middle child moved to California and became the proto-Cali mom.
Conflict is rampant as the sisters try to negotiate their differences. The movie wanders through the dialogue among the three, the boyfriend of one (a great scene), and the recurring presence of the oddly unempathic hospice coordinator. It's talky and set almost entirely in the dad's apartment, but maintained my interest.
The movie ambles to a conclusion that's both surprising and subject to widely different interpretations that may not be to everyone's taste. I bought in, especially as it becomes clear which child was the father's favorite.
My main criticism is that the three sisters' characters borders on the stereotypical. Borders, but doesn't quite slide over the edge.
