“And yet, when Ana cried, I believed her. The sandwich-eating crew member behind her didn’t matter. The wobbly set didn’t matter. Because acting isn’t about perfection. It’s about the moment when a person decides to be vulnerable in front of a camera, knowing that someone in Row G will see everything else. I gave this film a C+ for craft. But for heart? An A. Go see it in a theater with bad seats. You’ll understand.”