has the winning combination of great new york side characters—judy's roommate who never lets her boyfriend get a word in edgewise, a woman eating salad with her hands, a loud drunk in a diner who wants to fight everyone, a guy who is in a hurry but keeps getting dragged into conversation, a milkman who's never not listening to the radio, an eavesdropping lunch counter attendant, the milkman's wife who sees his black eye and goes "what happened to the…

my love for this wiseman guy grows the more i dig into his stuff, and this one i think is astonishing in its breadth and complexity. it's been a minute since i watched anything that sent me back to my own childhood; i'm not from maine, but western and central new york doesn't look all that different, especially the more rural areas where parts of my extended family live. shots of and inside dimly-lit houses in quasi-disrepair made me think…

felt so prepared to fall in love with this film but i couldn't help feeling like everything was a little underdeveloped. in the film we spend time with essentially three characters for 106 minutes, and somehow they all feel sort of surface-level in exploration. it just feels like a lot of this film is people discussing what other people are like without really seeing that exemplified in the film itself. greta lee is excellent, but i just feel like she…