Director: Eric Kissack • 77 min.
11/9, 4 p.m. • City Stage
$10 ind. ticket
Neal (Kenny Stevenson) is a nice-enough guy. Becoming an emotional online predator isn’t really his idea. After catching his girlfriend having sex with one of his closest friends, he descends into a depressive nose-dive and is easily manipulated into the role. It turns out the Internet is full of people desperately seeking a human connection, which provides him with a cavalcade of willing partners.
Then, Neal starts to develop a crush on one of his intended “missed connections.” Jane (Dorien Daves) doesn’t seem interested in Neal’s advances, and though he tries to get her out of his head, she keeps popping up when he’s out on the prowl. He tries hard to get into her good graces, but she seems intent on keeping her distance. This, of course, makes Neal even more attracted to her and the hunt begins.
I’d like to think there was some lesson to “Missed Connections”—Some grander moral about preying on the vulnerable or the potential ills of people creeping on the internet for sex. Possibly an allusion that all this technology is, in fact, making it more difficult to find that one missed connection. But not in this movie. “Missed Connections” keeps it real light, and it’s difficult to fault them for it.
The movie is one of those entertaining little yarns: extremely well put together and stocked with a lot of likeable characters. Well written, technically accomplished and light years more coherent than a lot of independent films I see every year. Better yet, the film is actually funny. Sure, it’s humor is a little sophomoric, but I for one like a good comedy that isn’t afraid to not take itself too seriously.