Going in to this movie, I knew precisely two things about it: 1) it was shot on DV, and 2) it sold for $5m at a festival.

I’m not prepared to say they overpaid, but the foremost thought I had after leaving was, simply: Wow, did that look awful. The story — a sort of Rushmore Lite thing about an erudite youth and his love for an older woman — was serviceable, and Sigourney Weaver and “Lilith” are certainly sophisticated, compelling women.

But why did they have to look so bad?

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