Striking, intelligent micro budget film about loneliness, as captured during an afternoon encounter between a Yale bound high school senior who's a prostitute in her spare time, and an older, depressed neighbor.
Both the film and the two generally excellent lead performances (by unknowns Jessica Bohl and Richard Brundage) do get stagy at times. The film takes place largely in one room. And I wish I didn't see the twist ending coming. In fact, I sort of wish it wasn't there at all. While it almost works, I didn't think the film needed it, and it felt tacked on, as if from another, more conventionally 'dramatic' film.
The film is at it's best when it's dealing in simple emotional honesty, and the complexity of these characters lives. That's where this film shines – in avoiding the clichés we've come to expect in two characters like this. She may be living a dark existence, but she's getting something from it too. He's a man who can't let himself even indulge in fantasy, and it's part of why he's so blocked as a human being.
For a film that's all about sex and sexuality, it's surprisingly chaste, while still having uncomfortable erotic overtones and questions – both for the characters and the audience. Are we sick for having moments when this young girl turns us on? Is she sick for enjoying that power?
I also appreciated that the dialogue is often elliptical, and that silence is as important as words.
Not quite a great film, but an impressive effort to do something original.
