This film centers on a mother and daughter whose relationship feels unsettlingly intimate. The story follows the mother as she begins a relationship with a man who has mental health challenges and a speech impediment. The reasons behind their connection are never explained; perhaps it’s a matter of personal preference, or maybe it was simply her only option. She makes money selling questionable products, so it wasn't a professional relationship that brought them together. Much of the film involves mundane activities: mowing the lawn, quiet moments spent trying to communicate, occasionally accompanied by music from a Casio keyboard. They eventually encounter the man’s daughter from a previous relationship, with an awkward introduction involving prolonged periods of silence and observation. The two girls then play together. The man experiences a headache, prompting the mother to end their involvement. Afterward, they attend a lengthy gathering that seems to involve cultural appropriation before devolving into a discussion about the perceived superiority of their own beliefs. She subsequently enters a relationship with a black woman who is also involved in selling questionable products. This new partner assures us that the mother is a wonderful person, which feels necessary given how she’s been portrayed so far – as someone making consistently poor choices. The black lesbian seems to have her life together and can communicate effectively, something the daughter apparently struggles with, speaking like an adult despite being much younger. Perhaps the mom should try online dating instead of seeking partners in unusual places. They share a bath, watch television, talk about themselves, and engage in lengthy discussions on adolescent philosophical ideas. The black lesbian eventually expresses agreement with the mother in a way that isn't quite right, leading to an emotionally charged outburst from the mother, possibly triggered by some underlying mental health issue. Later, the daughter experiences a prolonged headache. The mother then inexplicably desires a romantic relationship with the man who previously appeared, and once again asks her daughter to make the decision for her – a pattern she seems to follow whenever making significant life choices. It’s as if she wants to avoid taking responsibility for her actions. The mother and this man then spend an extended period together, including two years of him reading from a book while she sits beneath a tree. She asks him to repeat the reading, which he obligingly does. He subsequently disappears, leaving the mother confused and lost. The final portion of the film depicts people dancing, culminating in what appears to be a slow emotional breakdown for the daughter, likely due to the ongoing mental abuse she’s endured. The technical aspects are equally problematic; the audio is mono, and the film's visual style – an A24 production – features deliberately washed-out colors, crushed blacks and brights, low brightness levels, minimal contrast, and a gritty texture. Overall, this is a pretentious, self-indulgent, and ultimately tedious experience. There isn’t a single character to root for; the daughter comes closest, but her portrayal feels unrealistic and disconnected from childhood experiences. A few of the extended shots are effective, and the actress playing the mother delivers a serviceable performance. It earns a very low two-star rating.

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