The opening scene establishes we are stuck in the company of an unlikeable group of 40-somethings united by their love of themed parties and - probably - their not having seen Shortbus; they decide to have an orgy but is an orgy really an orgy if its planning is protracted to movielength by way of a laborious recruitment process and untitillating research, and when a tepid and irrelevant romance is injected into the story to fill time, isn't it just as though the movie itself has conceded how uninteresting the orgy and its participants are?
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