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Martine (Oliva Thirlby), an artist from New York, arrives in Los Angeles to work on her film. She is staying with friends of a friend, Julie (Rosemarie DeWitt), her husband Peter (John Krasinski), Julie's teenage daughter Kolt (India Ennenga), and their young son. From the day that Martine walks into the lives of this open-minded, relaxed California family, everything is subtly set off balance. Peter is helping Martine complete the sound design on her art film and they collaborate closely together, working in the studio off the pool house where Martine is staying. They develop a connection that is rare for Peter and necessary for Martine to finish her movie but, which begins to veer away from professional terrain. An attraction is also brewing between Martine and David's assistant (Rhys Wakefield), who’s sixteen-year-old Kolt is crushing on as well. Meanwhile, Julie, a therapist who prides herself on being professional and together, is fending off the projective impulses of one of her patients (Justin Kirk), a screenwriter who can talk his way into anything. Each character in Nobody Walks experiences a surge of desire catalyzed by Martine’s arrival, and everyone is forced to confront the new landscape that emerges in her wake.
 
Directed by
Ry Russo-Young
Written by
Lena Dunham & Ry Russo-Young
Produced by
Jonathan Schwartz
Andrea Sperling
Alicia Van Couvering
Executive Producers
Audrey Wilf
Zygi Wilf
Co-Producer
Warren Fischer
Director of Photography
Christopher Blauvelt
Editor
John Walter
Music by
Fall On Your Sword
John Krasinski
Olivia Thirlby
Rosemarie DeWitt
India Ennenga
with
Dylan McDermott
and
Justin Kirk
Rhys Wakefield
Jane Levy
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‘THE TRUE SUBJECT HERE IS THE ARDOR THAT OLD ROMANTIC FILMS USED TO STOKE — as gorgeous stars in 50-foot closeups celebrated their oneness with a cigarette, two glasses of champagne and some Max Steiner violins — and which the little people watching these rapturous fantasies rashly applied to their own lives. Nobody Walks updates that grand and foolish impulse by acknowledging the seductive musk of attractive people in close proximity. Subtle, pensive, alarming - there’s vitality and humor here and everyone in the acting ensemble is really fine.” – Richard Corliss, Time
“A PRICKLY AND UNPREDICTABLE COMEDY.” – A.O. Scott, NY Times
“You feel the characters’ pangs as they spin out of control. Acutely acted by an excellent cast.” – Stephen Holden, NY Times
“**** IT PACKS A WALLOP.” – Molly Simms, Bust Magazine
“INTIMATE, QUIETLY COMPELLING. Refreshingly, the film doesn't trade in easy labels or judgments. But that imperfect humanity is also what makes them so watchable.” - Ian Buckwalter, NPR
“Ry Russo-Young continues to develop into one of our finest woman filmmakers.” - Michael Dunaway, Paste Magazine
“EVOCATIVE. Beautifully played by John Krasinski.” – Chuck Wilson, Village Voice
“It does for indie cinema what co-writer Lena Dunham's Girls does for the modern coming-of-age story.” – Jesse Cataldo, Slant
"Tough and tender, weaving its web of interrelationships, Nobody Walks acutely outlines the invisible frequencies that pass between people" – Nick Pinkerton
“A pleasure” - Hollywood Reporter
"Leaves a bittersweet bruise" -- Movie City News
"Subtle, smart, sexually charged" -- L Magazine
“One of the year’s best American films.” -- Twitchfilm
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