A well-meaning message movie, poorly executed, that's how I'd explain this unfortunate little feature. The acting is horrible. The storyline is heavy-handed but somewhat believable -- or rather, forgivable. The main actress, Nicholl Jones, has potential but simply needs a few more rounds of acting lessons and the guidance of a competent director, anyone but Conrad Glover -- who quite simply doesn't know what he's doing. Jaime Velez plays the homeless, mentally-ill character who befriends protagonist Maya; he is perhaps the worst thing in the movie. He is annoying. He is difficult to watch. His acting -- or lack thereof -- makes him difficult to believe and, ultimately, the most pressing reason not to rent this mess of a movie. Rashawn Underdue as the project's darkest character, a ruthless pimp, provides its brightest glimpse of a sound, well-executed performance. Underdue can act; his numerous IMDb credits indicate someone else agrees with me. I enjoyed watching him embody the role -- but still, his presence couldn't overshadow or engender forgiveness for the film's myriad sins. Expect no sensuality in this tale of whores and the men who exploit them. With lots of heavy profanity for a faith-centered film -- I had no problem with that. I took greater issue with its weakly-written spiritual politics: made no sense, had no point, and in turn missed the mark. Looks very, very low budget within its underutilized NYC setting, but really it's just low skills. Do yourself a favor and skip this one -- it really isn't worth it, nor is its message (of losing then rediscovering faith) conveyed effectively enough to redeem it. Not edgy enough for urban-themed film lovers; too profanity-filled (f-words, etc.) for Christian film fans -- and, overall, a disappointment for everybody! Many unintentionally funny moments, though.
