Sometimes an exposition becomes so obsessed with examining it's subject matter in such depth that it forgets good filmmaking, plot, storyline, cinematography, and how believable something is. Here all of these are subsumed into this films obsession with examining the destruction of a relationship, set against the backdrop of a courtroom. The film veers wildly between slow introspection and self examination, with long, beautifully shot sequences, and sudden, camcorder-esque, shaky-shot court scenes moving at full speed, creating a jarring lack of consistency and continuity. As a fan of high quality crime dramas, and as a former court reporter, I can see that the holes in the plot are glaring, as is the lack of attention to the basic elements of the prosecution and defence cases, with high drama prioritized over the simple questions that would be asked by any vaguely competent lawyer. Finally, the main character is so fundamentally unlikable, it's almost impossible to empathize or celebrate her acquittal. Also, the final denouement is so overly simplistic as to be laughable.