An all-female “Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?” set in “About Schmidt” territory, vid-shot “The Bridge Game” refreshingly focuses on unglamorous Midwestern housewives, but it packs way too many shocking revelations into one afternoon. Script by first-time feature helmers Rhomie Thompson and David L. Lowe borders on soap opera, though they do their best to transcend claustrophobic setting borne of small budget. Result reps a decent industry calling card. Lack of name players, however, will inhibit what might otherwise be a small screen shelf life.
One year after Evie’s suicide, members of a Heartland bridge clique — now including substitute Ellen (Jennifer Massey) — arrive at Queenie’s (Carolyn Robertson) house for their weekly game. Queenie announces it’ll be her last, as she will be traveling. Actually, she is going to have a mastectomy. During a teary and alcohol fueled afternoon, players learn Dorothy(Leslie Mitts Martin) has been battered by her brutish spouse, and poison-tongued Blossom(Tessa Cavaletto) is a lesbian. Perfs are solid, but pic is very much a teleplay, with the dialogue, prolonged monologues and narrative twists all too artificial for a feature film. Tech package is adequate.