After burying his estranged father , an educated, angry and
aimless young man (Christopher Abbott), with desultory plans at a writing
career, parties with his best friend (Scott Mescudi) while seeing his mother (Cynthia
Nixon) through cancer’s final stages. James
White is made with sincerity, which makes me hesitant to knock it, but director
Josh Mond’s screenplay is so scant and the acting so amateurish at times the
enterprise winds up feeling like a film school dissertation. There is an
excellent scene near the end featuring Ron Livingston.
** ½ out of ****
