Word arrives that Sheila is being considered –“out” lesbian persona included — for a sitcom vehicle. This thrill, however, quickly turns traumatic. TV producer Bill’s (Steve Adams) business partner-cum-wife is none other than Lynn (Cindy Girling), who had freaked out when her “best friend-ship” with Sheila got physical some 14 years earlier.
Clunky flashbacks reveal their breakup, which evidently sent shaken, rejected , younger Sheila to the nuthouse. Now Lynn “wants to talk.” Neither of their spouses knows the history behind this, but sense romance afoot.
Tears, shouting matches, ceremonial burning of old photos and an onstage breakdown presage writer-director Mindy Kaplan’s happy ending.
Though attractively cast and interpreted, the central figures here aren’t as complex as they ought to be. Sheila spouts dysfunctionality-of-dykedom shtick in her standup routine, which gets more screen time than necessary. But she doesn’t seem all that vulnerable, nor a survivor of past instability.
Worse, Lynn is an old-school movie lesbian, in the tradition going back to 1928’s “Pandora’s Box.” She skulks around looking chic, repressed and predatory, bursting into occasional heavy-lidded “passion.” It’s impossible to believe Sheila would be reduced to jelly once again by this cornball vamp.
Dialogue is sometimes bright, sometimes drippy. Tech package, while unimaginative, has a pro sheen apt to characters’ upscale lifestyles.