Rebecca Myshrall

Old lovers reunite, a friendship is betrayed, a pet is killed, a runaway discovered, and a co-worker comes back from the dead in these five interconnected tales about suffering from kindness. Shot over five-years worth of weekends featuring a massive cast and crew, this ambitious, feature-length, no-budget indie shows a side of Maine not seen anywhere else (no lobstermen here, sorry) and finds bleak comedy in a backwater state being dragged into a diverse and inclusive 21st century.

While grieving for the loss of their mother, the Connolly sisters suddenly find they have a crime to cover up, leading them deep into the underbelly of their salty Maine fishing village.

A man marked by an ambiguous though discernibly violent past returns to the scene of a ghastly crime he committed years prior, only to find that his perception of the events which transpired has been obscured by the festering delirium and guilt that accompanied them.

Let’s take a brief walk inside a world of matriarchal rule. Does it feel good to be here?