Spreading her talents very thin — especially scriptwise — debuting producer/director/scenarist/production designer/composer/editor/co-lenser H.L. Winkler has created a stultifying stab at romantic-comedy in “RTFM.” Tale of a female computer techie in search of love has a couple oddball ideas that might’ve had promise if they, like the story and characters in general, had been granted the most rudimentary development. Micro-budgeted effort looks to attract just marginal attention as a home item targeting lesbian viewers.
Thirtyish Dev, a “butch geek” with a penchant for natty suits and ties, has just finished a long grind at a Silicon Valley Internet startup, where she clearly didn’t fit in with the nerdy white-boy coworkers. Now she’s free to settle back into her S.F. apartment (which suffers poltergeist-y disturbances) and resume her social life. Unfortunately, she soon discovers friends and ex’s alike have written her off after too long an absence. When not wooing an exotic club dancer (Aischa Antje Osterberg), she experiences childhood flashbacks, dreams and even visitations from tragically “outed” WWII Nazi-code breaker Alan Turing (Philipp Rafferty) — all drastically less interesting than it might sound. Production values are unimaginative, pacing is dire.