Winter Passing (2006)

Local-theater actress daughter of reclusive "Great American Author"-type is offered a chunk of change if she'll hand over her parents' correspondence which was left to her by her recently-deceased (by suicide, natch) mother. So, she hops on a Greyhound to get the goods and finds herself a stranger in her own home. Sounds pretty standard, doesn't it? Well, zip up your parka because the quirkiness avalanche is about to bury the landscape.

Her father now lives in his own garage, while a territorial British chick and a guy who just appeared on the couch one morning have taken over the house. Dad whacks golf balls every evening before dinner in the former master bedroom. The master bedroom furniture is now gracing the back yard. Dad has trouble remembering to hold on to his fork during dinner but don't worry: British chick is on the case. I mean, sure I like a side of quirk in my indie films -- but making an entire meal out of it is a bit much.

C+