A 50-something Anita is packing her bags before leaving her flat. A young, pale and jittery Dave has been following her for days before Anita finally allowing him to enter her home. He introduces himself as the guy who called the police informing him aboutAnita's son's brutal death. There is a cat and mouse game with lot of back and forth, with Anita admitting that her son was found dead in a gay causing park beaten to death in a homophobic attack. Initially struggling with his homosexuality, it comes out that Davey is actually her son's boyfriend and together the recount the horrible truth of the events that unfolded leading to the murder and also what role the deceased man played in their life.
A subject like this should ideally wreck you emotionally and hit you in your heart, but the very bland acting and treatment makes this film seem like its been going on forever and you can't wait for into end. I have never understood the film makers fascination for stretching a story beyond what its needed to. By the time all cards from the deck are laid to the table, as an audience I had stopped caring about any of these people long time back, because at some point they all went in to a self indulgent zone. The play set is very basic with some dark colors that try to set the tone of the story to unfold, but it could have been much better if they had already decided to film it. The actors are strictly ok. This might have worked as a live play but as a film, it fails miserably. (2/10)
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