This Los Angeles-set melodrama feels like a spoiled teenager’s fantasy of adult life. The plot kicks into gear when a movie star improbably invites a man and two women he’s met at a bar to hang out at his house; after a long night of drinking, drugs, and teary confessions, each of them resolves all his personal problems. The movie communicates an unholy worship of celebrity privilege: the only character with a normal job—a childhood friend of the movie star who’s become a high school teacher—attempts suicide because he considers himself a nothing. Ultimately this is embarrassing as opposed to flat-out disgusting, because it’s clearly an amateur production by Hollywood outsiders looking in. Nadine Truong directed.