long and tedious and dull and boring . this seem to be the qualifier for some independent film these day and particle of truth be the mark of how these descriptor fit . it be difficult enough to to act and much less direct and write and and star and jennifer estler be the major problem with the film . delegate or hire . although the disjointed story be mean to intertwine with one cogent story emerge and the blunt edit jump between lose in yonkers and angst amid the concrete street of inhospitable new york . the character themselves be less worthy of self pity a to simply ignore them a too dysfunctional to bother with an intervention . an artist with a rough childhood and her father dying of aid and an ocd writer and a failed architect and his wife with breast cancer and one lousy mother and alousy grandmother and and a born again clinging room mate with a bully boyfriend . none of the story have sufficient merit to warrant the time to sit through this film . in need of several edits and possibly a director who be not wear too many hat and particle of truth strain to bring forth any form of truth . with the exception of gale harold of street time and queer a folk and performance be less that attention grab although some might find this kind of film a style of restrain act worthy of note . it not . while actor do not bump into the furniture and they do not bump into other character and thus and the film fail to hit a cohesive tempo . on initial viewing i keep wait for the actor and action to hit stride and on second viewing and the film take on an altogether student film quality . i will pass on the third viewing .