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Set in near future Brooklyn, the movie follows a man (Benjamin Dickinson) who uses a pair of virtual-reality glasses to conduct an affair with a hologram of his buddy's (Dan Gill) girlfriend (Alexia Rasmussen).
Like Antonioni, Dickinson is less interested in narrative structure and character development, but there's a problem here: He has nothing new to say about technology, alienation and the lost art of romance.
It's not easy to make a satire like this without crankiness, or to bring a new talent to the buckshotting of that sitting duck known as Nouveau Brooklyn, where "Namaste" is the Tibetan word for "f--- you."
It captures Brooklyn's trendy Williamsburg neighborhood in a whole new light. Shame the film couldn't do the same with its lame attempts at satire. But, hey, that's reality. And as we all know, it bites.
Even after establishing David as a panicky wreck addicted to his morning Xanax chewables and evening booze, the movie doesn't dramatize his ensuing breakdown so that it makes sense or generates much sympathy.