Frederick Weller plays Sean, who has shown some talent as a writer but is plagued by demons as a result of his father having written a successful novel. He is moody and the loser who can’t get his life together. He is carrying a torch for Molly (Greer Goodman), an artist, and the film annoyingly flips back and forth to detail their meeting, getting together, her walking out on him because she can’t stand his inability to have a meaningful relationship, and her moving to New York, where he heads to try to make amends.

Lyle, the alcoholic (Reg Rogers), is Sean’s buddy with demons of his own, and his role is primarily to cynically spout philosophy about life as a downer. The character is a cliché and Rogers’ efforts don’t make it less so. Goodman renders Molly quite believable as a person, but one wonders why she would even entertain Sean’s being the pain in the butt that he is for very long. The fourth lane in this highway is Sasha (Elizabeth Rodriguez), who is thrown together with Lyle in yet another of the film’s frustrating encounters.