- Director: James Helsing
- Writer: René Mena; James Helsing; Lashawn Williams; Tyler Frech
- Producer: René Mena; Daniel Garcia Carrillo; Lashawn Williams
They don't come much worse than this! Really, they don't!
René Mena [who stars, writes and produces, executively] must have won the lottery. He has thrown money, time and effort at this and none of it stuck. But, hey...money can't buy talent and talent is the one thing that binds everything together...no matter how big or small the budget is. Alas...there is very little in the way of any visible talent to be found on the screen. Sorry to have to say this, Mr Mena you simply can't act.
It took 4 writers, an inexperienced director [who cannot recognise wood when he sees it] and a great dollop of delusion to get this film made. When the executive producer is also the star and co-writer, warning bells start to ring...no-one paid attention to those bells. Here endeth quite a few cinematic careers.
A criminal attorney struggles with his sexuality, a cryptic new boyfriend, unemployment and the disturbing childhood secrets his parents hold.