This "film" is one of the most dreadful things I have ever seen.
Please do yourselves a favor and avoid this incompetent concoction.
Shaking the camera and having your actors adopt scowls does not count as "direction", which this film needed in droves. Not that the writing was all the wonderful, rather we were left with a bunch of completely artificial characters directed in that most artificial way (the pseudo-documentary "style" prized by those who don't know how to direct).
This film gives the impression that it was done cynically to appeal to critics who don't know the first thing about film-making (which is most of them).
Just terrible. It says a lot about Sundance and what it's become that Victor Vargas was showcased there.