Some would say that it is easy to make fun of the vacuous middle class or of hypocritical Christians, but it is hard to sustain it for the length of a whole movie. Solondz manages to do this time and again, and while this film and his previous “Storytelling” both feel like short stories compared to his epic “Happiness,” I must admit I share a certain fealty with his baffled take on our culture. Also, this movie, in part, perhaps, from its surrealistic gimmick, has a languid quality that is new for Solondz’s work, and reminds me of some of the great independent films of the 80s and early 90s.