Yes, this movie was authentic. But that was the problem. I don't look for escapism at the movies - not at all. But I do look for an intensification of regular humdrum life. If being authentic means being humdrum - well, to me that isn't art. Everything was so understated; what was missing was real drama or conflict. We were supposed to feel some sort of redemption at the end, but it didn't happen because the audience just wasn't emotionally engaged. I mean the protagonists were recognizable, but elicited no strong feelings in this viewer. Well, at least it was a cautionary tale about liposuction. I really have nothing more to say, but the guidelines require a 10-line review, so yada yada yada....