More grown-up and less twee than the similarly semiautobiographical indie romance Four Eyed Monsters, Daryl Wein’s deconstructionist and oh-so-witty portrait of a New York couple (former real-life paramours Wein and Lister Jones) meticulously staging their own breakup takes aim at being the next generation’s Annie Hall. What stings throughout this stutter-stop relationship are the spot-on modern details (social media’s failings, meaningless sex processed during the next day’s yoga class), but the overall hipness is a little too forced—it’s damn funny when it could’ve been poignant.—Aaron Hillis
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