Joe Swanberg's Digging for Fire opens with a married couple (Jake Johnson and Rosemarie DeWitt) and their three-year-old walking into what will become the setting for the whole movie. "Is dis owa new house?" the child asks. (I attribute the fact that this kid gets far too much screen time to the probably-not-coincidental fact he's played by Swanberg's son).
A few minutes of nothing follows—except to set up that they're house-sitting for one of the wife's yoga clients—and then Johnson's character finds a human-looking bone and a rusted gun buried in the hill behind the house. Hooray, you think. This movie's actually going somewhere!
Except... not.
