An hour and half of watching two grumpy children bicker and basically grumble the entire time they are dealing with the task of cleaning out their recently dead mothers home. The plot climax (sorry about the pun) is the discovery of some explicit pics of their deceased mother on their mothers computer. This 'revelation' is followed by more grumbling mixed with mortification that the mother had the audacity to have sex. No character development. No context for any of the characters grumpy demeanors beyond (perhaps) the death of the mother (although they don't seem too broken up about it), and the one sibling having resentment over having to care for the mother before her passing. If this is what passes for meaningful life experiences in the lives of hipsters we are all doomed. In a way, its like a really twisted, shallow version of The Big Chill (which was somewhat shallow too).
Review of A Picture of You
