Self-Medicated has won more accolades than Brokeback Mountain, not a single one for its side-splitting dialogue.
November is a third-rate whodunit which clumsily employs the gimmicky Sixth Sense template for its tale of trauma-induced denial.
Everyone’s shit hits the fan on cue and the film never really recovers from the rote sitcom wind-down, Goldie Hawn’s lively spirit and nasty potty mouth makes it all easier to swallow.