In Los Angeles, a depressed writer named Solo has writer's block after a successful first book of which he's ashamed, and he's broke, thanks to a year in classical psychoanalysis. In their final session, his therapist suggests that he gets a pet, so Solo buys a scrawny terrier that adds to his problems: the dog isn't house-trained; he owes money to a thug who's angry; at a dog park, he begs a woman he's just met to pay the veterinarian's bill when the dog is bitten; and his friend Casper has introduced him to a persistent rich girl who decides that she wants the dog. He could sell, settle his debts, and return to life with a clean carpet, or he could figure out why he doesn't want to part with the dog. The basic story line sounds cute, but misses with me, feels incredibly immature; perhaps if teenagers had played the parts it may have had a ring of truth to it. But it didn't catch me, although I watched it to the end. Other reviewers felt captivated, and found it refreshing! One suggests relax and just let the story flow over you. I tried. The coarse language, the sex scenes, the weak story line. It just didn't gel. And I do like those actors very much, but this one missed the mark. Read full review
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