13 December 2010 | mjneu59
fringe Manhattan, on a shoestring
The best thing about this no-budget feature, in which a struggling young New York City actress receives an unwelcome visit from her uptight Bavarian father, is that it certainly doesn't follow any conventional formulas. Anything can happen in such a small, homemade movie, and it hardly matters when, in this case, nothing really does. The anxiety over dad's visit disappears the moment he arrives; he's too busy flirting with flaky porno star/sex therapist Annie Sprinkle to bother with his wayward daughter, even after he catches her in bed with another woman. The lack of any dramatic conflict makes watching the film an almost negligible experience; it disappears from memory almost before it disappears from the screen. But for all its shortcomings (iffy acting, non-existent production values, and a plot which never develops into anything more than an outline) the film was still a worthwhile antidote to all the overpriced, over-hyped blockbusters in release at the same time.