Molly's Theory Of Relativity

Here’s a mathematical formula for you: Take one overlong, nonsensical script; multiply it by terrible editing and design; then divide the whole thing by wooden performances. Voilà: You’ll have Jeff Lipsky’s unwatchable indie. Full Review

The characters never sound like they're actually talking to one another, but rather delivering Jeff Lipsky's echo-chamber monologues. Full Review

Molly’s Theory of Relativity is anti-cinema. All hope for any plot atrophies as Molly and her husband discuss their possible move to Norway with the wit and passion of a representative reading a tribute to Calvin Coolidge into the Congressional Record. Full Review

At times, Lipsky's storytelling is too cutely self-aware, trying too hard, making Molly's Theory of Relativity something of an intriguing, if not entirely successful, exoticism. Full Review

Lipsky is clearly reaching for something grand and cosmic here, but the results are mostly just confounding. Full Review