Imagine your group chat from college, but everyone is a starving artist, and the only thing they argue about more than rent is who gets the last slice of pizza. That’s the vibe. The story follows a year in the life of these friends, from one Christmas Eve to the next.
They’re all trying to make art, pay the bills, and fall in love, often in the wrong order. Our main guy, Mark, is a filmmaker who spends the whole musical filming everything because he can’t afford actual therapy. His roommate, Roger, is a broody musician who is absolutely determined to write one great song before he dies of a broken heart—or something worse.
Love in the Time of No AC
The romance is messy, like when you date someone from your friend group and then have to see them at every get-together. Roger falls for Mimi, a dancer who lives downstairs and has a habit of showing up at 3 AM with a lighter and a death wish. Meanwhile, Mark’s ex-girlfriend, Maureen, has left him for a lawyer named Joanne.
It’s awkward, it’s loud, and it involves a performance art piece about cows. Yes, cows. You haven’t lived until you’ve watched a woman in a leotard moo about gentrification. That’s the kind of drama we’re talking about.
