Two awkward people, Philip Seymour Hoffman and Amy Ryan, fall in love in another movie — Hoffman's directorial debut — about humans in their late 30s and early 40s who appear to have recently hatched out of an egg. The romance is fumbling and shy and sweet and weird and people make quirky "humorous" asides about deep space as a way of putting off sex. If Hoffman’s character doesn’t learn how to swim, literally and metaphorically (you see what they did there!), the relationship will fall apart. The real standout is Hoffman’s unpleasant, fake-looking hair — all chin-length, blond, and incidentally dreadlocked. Not his best look.