Made for just £50,000, commercials veteran David Scheinmann’s wholly improvised dramedy of sexual manners is the product of three years of periodic workshopping and shooting.
Its handheld DV visuals are hardly the most sophisticated, yet the story of a weekend ménage whose ramifications are only revealed years later has a sly intelligence and engaging wit. And if it’s occasionally obvious that Danny Scheinmann, tipsy conquests Sarah Sutcliffe and Rebecca Cardinale and possessive therapist David Annen are trying their darnedest to look as though they’re not acting, they still bring a raw freshness to arrantly overwrought proceedings.