“You betrayed me.†“Dude, you’re married.†HAHAHhahhahahAHAHAHAHAhahHAH!!! New Yorker personal essayist Lena Dunham co-wrote the movie with director Ry Russo-Young; however, there appears to be a major quality of sex upgrade from Girls. (Johnny Kras isn’t going to ask anyone to step on his balls, I assume.) Helping that is the eerie music, which makes it unclear whether everyone is about to fuck or murder each other. Which do you think it will be? BOTH!?