It’s rare to witness a movie completely wipe out. Usually there’s a lull
or a noticeable decline in quality preceding a crash landing, but
“Afternoon Delight,” after a solid hour of commendable creative credits,
plummets to Earth in a shockingly abrupt manner. There are severe tonal
adjustments and then there’s this feature, which explodes at the
60-minute mark, sending emotional and thespian shrapnel everywhere.
There hasn’t been a film this self-destructive in some time, making
“Afternoon Delight” undeniably fascinating, but quite tedious once it
swallows a grenade in its final act, making it difficult to trust
anything writer/director Jill Soloway has to share on the state of the
modern American marriage.
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