Latitude Zero

As the movie opens, we see a very pregnant woman masturbating in mid-day in the semi-darkness of her shack which is situated in the middle of nowhere. And it's all downhill from there. I wish there was *some* latitude here instead of *zero* latitude. As it is, this film (which features just two people) has no latitude and is all attitude. I guess that's the whole point---but why should I really care? There is very little civility between the two characters---not exactly fun for a movie-viewer who has to endure 85 minutes of this incivility. It's true that the pregnant woman's plight--her situation in life---is pathetic and distressing, but it's hard to feel any real sympathy for the ornery character she plays...