Glossy it ain't. Musical it ain't. Funny it ain't. I could go on but you get the picture. It suffers from lack of cohesion. Lots of great shots. Lots of HELD shots. If 'lingering' camera-work was a category at Oscar time this one would be right up there with the contenders. It seems to be trying for a 'mood' and missing by a half note. Think Chekhov crossed with Brecht or Neil Simon and you're getting there. What plot there is consists of a guy turning up out of the blue into a close-knit community in a fairly remote area. Says he's looking for his mother, finds her complete with new lover (no mention of father). She lays a grown sister he didn't know about on him. Guy decides to stick around and built a house on stilts in the middle of East Jesus. Sister decides to help and for her trouble is raped by mom's lover. Everything ends in tears. What can I tell you.