A lesbian couple gathers its college friends together for a weekend reunion in Everything Relative. Styled as a feminist reworking of The Big Chill, it suffers from (or succeeds at) its inspiration's narrowness of focus, which seeks to activate the nostalgia of one group while inspiring only boredom, incomprehension and ridicule in everyone else. Early in the film, one of the fortysomething women dumps the twentysomething girlfriend she's brought along, apparently because she had the nerve to call the other women on their self-righteousness. With the ingrate out of the way, the friends can flirt, fight, reveal dark secrets, preach to the converted, and reminisce to their hearts' content. Unevenly written and acted, Everything Relative has moments unencumbered by political speechifying and inside jokes. Ellen McLaughlin delivers an affectingly raw performance as a jilted lover reunited with the woman who left her to marry a man, but the few scraps of actual human interaction don't make it worth enduring this overlong public service announcement.