Holly Hunter in the role of middle-aged woman on the verge of a breakdown can almost do this movie as a one-woman show. The movie begins with her divorce and follows her explorations, from gigolos to a dance floor filled lesbians there is something titillating for all. However, we're expected to follow kafka-esque hallucinations of Holly (at least three) so we never know if something is really happening or being imagined. Ultimately, the movie flirts with surrealism as badly as it flirts with sexuality.
Review of Living Out Loud
