Asma Feyijinmi is looking for a connection with someone, but is it sexual relief or something more?
Perhaps it is because writer-director Zeinabu irene Davis is working in language and a series of images unfamiliar to me that I find it highly formalized, from the clear and measured sentences in the stream-of-consciousness monologue, to the way the saxophone is posed on slightly rumpled bed sheets, to the way the cameraman shows up to take a light reading and announce the seduction scene. Does this joke about the artifice of the situation make the situation more or less artificial?
Clearly your mileage may vary, but for me these efforts undercut my ability to immerse myself in the movie. A pity because it has some interesting things to say.
