Hey look, it's an indie movie about people doing indie movie things! Look, there's the affable sadsack, the relatable love triangle, and the wistful setting!
You know, there's a lot of talent in this movie, but it just looks generic as all hell. It sometimes feels like indie movies are getting churned out with roughly the same level of care as some Michael Bay movies. I guess Allistair liked it well enough at Sundance. The boys at Tribeca may be able to catch it as well.