A quieter, less melodramatic piece of work than last year's "Crash," and arguably a better one.Read Full Review »
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ENTERTAINMENT WEEKLY: Lisa Schwarzbaum
Working from a stagy script by Sam Catlin, director Danny Leiner uses a dainty palette of tristesse (untouched when he made Dude, Where's My Car?) to suggest that the shadow of 9/11 makes every discontent more pathetic.Read Full Review »
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LOS ANGELES TIMES: Gene Seymour
The movie falls short of the grandeur it's reaching for, but if you're looking for balm to soothe your frazzled nerves, you may be able to scrape some from the movie's rawer edges.Read Full Review »
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Washington Post: Desson Thomson
Unfortunately, screenwriter Sam Catlin and director Danny Leiner make the unexpected mistake of being too subtle.Read Full Review »
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The New York Times: Dana Stevens
It is hard to feel much warmth toward people whose most salient feature is their disconnection from reality.Read Full Review »
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Village Voice: Ben Kenigsberg
Ironically, Leiner's two monuments to pothead delirium seem vastly more coherent than this hazy attempt to mine the zeitgeist, a film every bit as pointed as its nounless title.Read Full Review »
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