Maria Dizzia and Greg Keller play a couple who are looking out of their apartment window one evening when they notice some rather raunchy goings on across the street. Rather than close the blinds and mind their own business, they gradually become enthralled in the antics goings on. It's not just the sex - they have three kids of their own so that can hardly be a shock - but their general behaviour and their parties that seems to captivate them until I felt like a rather prurient voyeur. Then, when she is at home on her own one afternoon she witnesses something that compels her to cross the street and meet with her opposite number. It's an interesting premiss but the acting isn't really up to much nor, more importantly, is the writing. It seems determined to contrive disharmony amongst the oglers only for them to rather timidly make up, or to realise that they are both addicted to their doses of this real life stop opera unfolding nearby - latterly with the aid of some binoculars - that reminds them of their own younger lives. This is really quite an unremarkable drama and I guess the moral is - shut your curtains!
