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Synopsis: Novella McClure is like most struggling actresses in Los Angeles: she's in her early 30s, her fake name sounded cooler ten years ago, and she hasn't landed a role in three years. To top it all off, she's developed a disturbing habit of eating her own flesh. Novella desperately tries to hide her strange condition from her motherly landlord, Eesha, and somewhat psychopathic best friend, Candice, but her body and mind continue to deteriorate in the depressing world of failed auditions and sketchy night clubs. Can a romantic relationship with her psychiatrist prevent her from self destruction? Or will her fatal habit continue to eat away at her?
 
IMDB:
4.9
NOT RATED
Year:
2014
92 min
54 Views


I rent this room

from the facility,

It's not even

mine, that diploma,

No idea whose that is.

Are you hungry?

Are you serious?

Let's go grab some lunch.

Just don't tell anyone.

You like tacos?

I love tacos.

How much, though?

Go grab some.

So where do you live?

I actually have a place

a few miles from here.

It's an apartment attached

to my landlady's house.

Live alone?

Yeah, but my friend Candice

is staying with me right now.

She's my suicide watch dog.

Yeah, your scary

friend from the club.

She's not scary.

Are you kidding

me, she's terrifying!

She's got bigger arms

than I do, and I work out.

Sometimes.

She's a sweetheart.

Actually, she did shoot

two guys last night.

What?!

So Candice always carries

this gun in her purse,

Just in case.

Do you remember those guys we

were dancing with last night?

Yeah.

Well, they tried to rape

us in the parking lot,

So Candice blew off their d*cks.

Oh my god!

Oh, that's awful.

But you can't say

anything, right, that whole

Confidentiality thing?

Oh, totally.

Just eating tacos, anyway.

Seriously, that's

f***ed up, are you okay?

Yeah, I mean Candice

always has my back.

In fact buddy, better watch out.

I got it!

I was gonna offer

to talk to her, but

I think I want to avoid her now.

Yeah, that's

probably a good idea.

So, this isn't so bad, right?

Feel like you can talk

to me about things?

It's better than

listening to some douchebag

Talk all night just so I

can score a free drink.

I bet.

Wanna tell me what

happened to your arm?

I've just been going

through a lot lately.

Yeah, like what?

I haven't landed a

role in over three years.

How are you able to

pay for everything?

I've had some

inheritance money saved up,

And that well is

pretty much dry now.

So, oh, and I got

in a car accident.

Oh you really did

get in a car wreck?

Yeah, that's what

happened to my foot.

And when I got home,

my landlady told me

I was gonna be evicted.

So I don't know I just,

I just snapped, you know?

I just bit my wrist

as hard as I could.

You know, when things

start to pile up,

It's good if you have

something you can count on

To make you happy.

A place you can go, a family

member you can talk to,

Even a television show

you like to watch.

Do you have anything like that?

I don't know.

Come on.

How about acting?

You know, a few years

ago I'd have probably

Said yes, but I just...

When I was younger, and

stupid sh*t would happen

It didn't bother me because

I was young and stupid.

But now that I'm older, it's

just not me anymore you know?

Times change.

Exactly.

It's just not me.

Maybe it's time

you start being you.

I've been thinking that

a lot lately, actually.

Speaking of which, I like you.

Isn't that breaking some

sort of rule or something?

I don't know, probably.

No, definitely.

It's true though, I like you.

I talk to people all

day, I don't like them.

You, I like.

That's very sweet.

What are you doing tonight?

Tonight?

Mmm-hmm.

You gonna go to the club,

castrate a few more guys?

I guess I could always

do that this weekend.

Great!

(Novi laughs)

Have dinner with me, then.

Actually, that sounds great.

Hey there.

Jeez!

You scared me.

Sorry.

You're home early.

Yeah, I just, I wanted to

talk to you about last night.

Are you okay?

Yeah, it was just

intense, I've never seen

Anyone shot before, let alone

right in front of my face.

I was talking about you

being sick last night.

F*** those guys.

Me being sick?

Last night?

In the bathroom, you were sick?

And then this morning I

tried to open the door

And you locked yourself

in there, I mean

Are you okay?

Yeah it was just the ruffi.

I'm sorry I didn't

take you to the hospital,

I just got so f***ed up

that I passed out, you know?

It's cool.

I mean those guys had

it coming, you know?

I mean if anybody tries

to f*** with you or me

Then I'll f*** 'em up.

Clearly.

Well yeah, clearly.

I'm sorry, um, but do

you think that those guys

Are ever going to f***

with any girl ever again?

Candice, I'm more worried

about being a wanted fugitive.

I would love to hear that.

Um, uh, these girls

tried to rob us, uh,

In an alley, and we

didn't know what to do,

So we just ran away with our

tails between our legs, uh...

Okay, but if we get

busted, you're on your own.

Novi, can we just forget

about this whole gun thing?

It's not that big of a deal!

Jesus.

What happened to your foot?

From the car accident.

You didn't tell me about that.

I didn't?

No, you didn't tell

me about your foot.

Don't you think you

should see a doctor?

Candice, do you not understand

the concept of being broke?

I have enough medical

bills to pay for.

I don't know, Novi, your

foot looks kinda gangrene.

I'll clean it later.

Eww.

Gross.

Are you going on a date?

Yep.

No sh*t, with who?

Dr. Simon.

Who the f*** is Dr. Simon?

The guy from the

club the other night.

Hmm.

I don't remember him.

And if you're going on

a date, you should not

Wear that dress, it makes your

sides flip out like a muffin.

Well get this.

He's actually my doctor.

Your doctor.

You hate doctors.

Not my doctor

doctor, my shrink.

Huh.

Is that like illegal

or something?

I don't care.

I didn't want to do that

therapy sh*t anyway.

And he's sweet, he cares

about me, and I like

Talking to him.

I like that dress.

You look really

hot in that dress.

It's not weird, really.

And, he thinks I should

quit acting, too.

What?!

Yeah.

He agrees with me, it's

just not me anymore.

So, are you just gonna

do whatever Simon says?

I'm sorry, that's just

really bold of him to say

Considering that he

barely even knows you.

Well, maybe you

don't really know me.

What the f*** is

that supposed to mean?

Candice, I've been going

through a lot lately,

And you don't really

seem to support me.

Are you f***ing kidding me?

No, I'm not!

F***ing amazing!

I mean, really!

You know what?

Let me compose a list for you.

When you tried to kill yourself,

who was there for you, me.

And when you needed

someone to stay with you

Every night this week,

who was there for you, me.

And when two f***ing

a**holes tried to rape you

In a back alley, who

was there for you, me!

I know, Jesus, Candice!

I've just gone through a

lot lately and I really

Need you to support

me and you're not!

I just need some space!

Gimme some f***ing room

to breathe, you're always

F***ing smothering me!

You know what?

You can have your f***ing space.

Unbelievable.

God dammit!

(Ominous background noise)

I'm sorry, I have

absolutely zero manners.

It's fine, really.

I prefer it to

the salad-pickers.

Yeah, I've always been an

eater, the more meat the better.

Mmm, you from Texas?

Bakersfield.

I am so sorry.

I know, right?

How could you have ever left?

Tell me about it.

It wasn't too bad though.

It was just boring.

So, where's your family?

Well, my mom left

when I was really young.

Mmm-hmm.

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