Apart from the crisp sound design and bucolic landscapes of the film, it was a little dull and...neuter. I think M. Blash tries to capture the simple beauty of everyday dialogue, but there many pauses and a cloying melodrama behind the women's general demeanor which isn't real to me. In terms of plot, its like a schlong in need of Viagra. There is no up, just one floppy line that follows throughout. What makes this worse is the fact that there is no buildup of tension. The film is forbodingly called Lying. I interpreted this in the other sense of the word, because all the girls do is lie on their rumps like bums drinking all weekend long. In the end, we don't really care if Megan is a liar because we really don't care about her character.