Self-indulgent tripe.
Maybe I'm just bitter.
I don't like Chris Messina. Well, I liked him a lot in The Giant Mechanical Man, and I tolerated his character in Ruby Sparks, but other than that he always seems to play the same smug, self-satisfied smart ass.
The whole movie felt like it lacked substance. I just couldn't get into the nature of the relationship and I never cared about either of the characters through the whole excruciating 82 minutes.
For some reason, with the lack of MPAA rating I thought it would be sexier, but maybe that's because the title seemed evocative of "9 Songs" to me.