In what she calls a “wo-mance,” an alternative—or maybe an antidote?—to the bromance, Carrie Preston (so delightful as an actress in shows like True Blood and The Good Wife) directs an unattractive portrait of single womanhood. Dee Dee (Anne Heche), Bebe (Marcia DeBonis) and Clementine (Alia Shawkat) are whiny, bitchy and grossly inappropriate, grotesque caricatures rather than women you’d actually want to be friends with. That seems to be the point, though: On your worst days, it’s your girlfriends who still love you.
After a year-and-18-month dry spell, Bebe has a big date and has planned a day of pampering to get ready for it, starting with a self-administered bikini wax—er, shave (yikes!). Unfortunately, her hot mess of a best friend Dee Dee is so late that by the time she arrives to help out, Bebe has befriended Clementine, a hysterical nympho who just got dumped through the bathroom door after her boyfriend couldn’t perform.
Reeling from crossing paths with her ex, Dee Dee is bitter, antagonistic and smoking again, behaving nastily toward Clementine and crapping all over Bebe’s enthusiasm. Meanwhile, Bebe, sweet, kind and the most likable of the bunch, has developed acne and a yeast infection, both of which she scratches vigorously whenever the action isn’t frenzied enough.