The main guy in this flick is a shut-in who never leaves his apartment, where he spends all day boozing, smoking up, watching TV, and banging call girls. Frankly I don't see the problem, but as you can probably imagine it doesn't make for a very exciting movie. In fact, this entire flick is just a series of scenes where people stop by. The Chinese takeout guy stops by, his housekeeper stops by, his drug dealer stops by, his barber stops by, a business associate stops by, a call girl stops by (Hey, it's Jennifer Tilly! I want that.), his daughter stops by, his buddy stops by, his bookie stops by... I've never seen so many scenes of a guy answering the door in my entire life. And of all these clowns the only ones who really matter are the business associate and the bookie, since it's because of them (and his own raging stupidity) that he eventually ends up broke and out on the streets. Wow, a homeless agoraphobic. Now that's fucking comedy.

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