I absolutely adored this when I saw it in the theatres. Last night, though, I found myself just a little bit annoyed by the unresolved nature of so many of the storylines. Does she sell the place? What was the deal Miguel Ferrer and Mary Steenburgen’s husband were working on? Is he still going to kill himself? Anyway, no one does exhausted like Edie Falco. She is marvelous, as is Angela Bassett, who has the less sexy role but still holds her own. I still am blown away by the writing — the monologues especially. And the zingers. One day Sayles has to put his social conscious on hold and make a flat-out screwball comedy, it’d be terrific.