Its a low quality, low budget, a very cliched womans hunt for the big big love, or eventually a rich sugardaddy that can replace her current hopeless white boyfriend. the body of night are not romantic, funny or serious at all. its the clockworking search on the orange clockworking internet to find good money and good sex , including some sore advice from her i guess divorced mum. the whole sha-la-la gives no satisfaction to look at or listen to. the score are slow hiphop/randb, the typical choice for an africanamerican filmaker. will the grumpy old man have a second look, definately not