In a sense that evokes documentary but not quite cinema verite, viewers are whisked into the sheltered existence of two New Yorkers with waton lifestyles that gets upended by a vagabond embarking on his own waton journey. Try to catchup and pinpoint the character of each of the three main individuals and the supporting cast that cameos into their spinning world of melodrama. Finally, after a romp of bland adventures, we leave the cast mostly unchanged and unscathed--unshakened. After all, if a vital check disappears, one only need to pick up the phone and request a replacement, unless you've nested a stranger into your bedroom, then one panics. If the stove--a resource which one uses to process the hunted and gathered nutrients--has failed, why bother to restore it to operating order? As long as there is beer and takeout, we live; we survive. So, for what is Gavin hunting? A bit of un-loneliness; but, not too close.