Eight friends gather for a dinner party. They interrupt each other with trivial anecdotes and laugh ceaselessly while refilling their wine glasses, their would-be long-established intimacy coming off as desperate collusion to pretend all concerned are having a grand time even though anxiety is the dominant undertone. Coherence first plays like an especially annoying slice of Los Angeles life about glossy, well-groomed people getting on each other’s nerves, both in relation to their romantic partners and in a sexually neutral-ish social context — i.e., it looks like jobbing but lesser-known professional actors (mostly) pretending, not all that successfully, that they’re […]