When you see the words "IFC Productions" in the opening credits, you know you are in for something special.

This movie requires a doctorate in sexual mindgames as a prerequesite to full appreciation. I didn't appreciate it fully, but I enjoyed it enough. If you love quotes by Voltaire, there's no going wrong with this movie.

The cast is interesting. It's got big names John Ritter and Sigourney Weaver in leading roles, but the real star of the show is the unknown Aaron Stanford. It's a demanding role, and he fills the shoes perfectly.

A 15-year-old who can effectively juggle two 40 year old women, and make it believable, was a bit of a head blast. Major Freud shit there.

It's a masterpiece, shot on video, that is beyond me. I couldn't truly comprehend it. In fact, my mind was wandering so much during the screening that I was just glad when the perfect ribbon principle end finally came. But I watched all the credits. Cameos by Ethan Hawke and David Bowie?!? I didn't notice them. Next time, I'll pay more attention.

I laughed. I almost cried. So did other people in the auditorium. But it's not for everyone. Pay attention to your lessons, and you will learn.

This was a great way to unwind after the longest weekend ever. It stretched my mind one last time, just to make sure the elasticity is still alive. I'm glad my old mentor recommended this movie I had never previously heard of (though he hadn't seen it yet either, so it was new for both of us).

I could go on a bit more about it, but there's just one last web content thing I need to do before bed.