Concussion (2013)

The near-imperceptible finesse of Abby's characterization reflects writer-director Stacie Passon's effortless, interesting mix of richness and economy.

It is Weigert's performance that gives the film its mystery and charge. Playing seriously with identity, she draws the viewer ever closer. The way she never reveals everything is electrifying.

Although Weigert is convincing as Abby, Passon's attitude toward the character is hazy.

A fine sense of yuppie suffocation—Spin-class listlessness and workaholic disconnection—sets up this indie as a potential suburban satire.

More and more, the film’s incisive realism seems at war with its ludicrous plot, until both finally just collapse, exhausted.