This "film" should've been called "First comes Love (for THE Me!)" as it is wrought with nothing but whining, self-indulgent, autobiographical footage, which at no time amounts to anything either compelling, interesting, or stimulating. At one point it seems like she wanted for this to be a token of what some bourgeois, privileged, middle-aged white women "have to" go through in our postmodern, angst-ridden age, but instead she just doubles down on meaningless & uninspired autobiographical trivialities. Another sign of how indulgent & narcissistic she is, the runtime of nearly 2 hours is decidedly excruciating to hear her whine about her First World problems, and how disappointing her pampered, kept life is. As an experiment in masochism, I watched it to the end, to see how consistently she remains committed to failing in this tortuous project, and she succeeds wonderfully in creating an endlessly long stream of pointless self-absorbed narratives about "this is my life." It doesn't even rise to the dreck of YouTube nonsense, as those peoples' channels have actual fans interested in the banalities of their personal lives. Nina Davenport doesn't even amount to that. Why she and HBO thought this could be of any interest to anyone is a mystery I wanted to unravel by disciplining myself to watch it all the way through. Even when she interacts with Jasper at the end, it's STILL all about her and how much of an inconvenience her new living hobby is for her listless lifestyle. Boo hoo. There are zero sympathetic characters of interest, and zero footage worth watching. At no time does this even get accidentally interesting. Hearing her tone of voice as she whines to people she points her camera at (like it's a shotgun), really brings alive how narcissistic the content is. What was the pitch like, "I'm going to whine to people about my insecurities and First World problems and whine to Daddy benefactor at how emotionally detached he was." This is a truly sad relic of the collapse of Western Civilization. That projects like this get green lit, when we've collapsed the ecosystem of the floating rock we all share is beyond crass, it's mind numbing.

I watched this documentary after I realized that my sister had watched it. I created an account with IMDb today just so that I can add my review. I am a female who turned 30 this year and cannot say that I have felt I wanted to have a kid and I still do not. I have a common law partner of 3 years who understands I and my choices to not have a kid or marry. Having sad that, I have utmost respect for mothers as I can't imagine the level of vulnerability and strength that they feel for other humans. My personal thought on this film is that I wish there were more films as this one that focus its angle on a female - her raw feelings, thoughts, perspectives, values, strengths, struggles, fears, selfishness, ego, and most importantly her needs. Let's face it; we are not used to watching a film about a female's experience shaped by her own choices and pure needs. And this is why I value this documentary film and it is a game changer for some. Thank you for making this film!

The way that you portray "men"... or that there is no suitable father out there that can meet obviously what seem to be "unrealistic needs" is quite a harsh thing to say. The whole thing comes off very pretentious. Social inequality is the main factor for your somewhat twisted views. Your father was spot on. The man has it right. You really didn't put in the time or effort to look for him and nurture a relationship with him so that it would be what you wanted it to be. And if it is proximity, the world is a big place and you are a film maker. Travel.It seems like you just want a quick fix and the child is going to suffer for it because he or she deserves two loving parents and focal points to see what love is and that it takes "real work" to make a relationship happen. I've never posted an IMDb review before but this film completely repulsed me on it's presentation of stereotype and class bias. If you can't find a man on your social level then reach down and uplift a good a decent one who has fallen on hard times that is cute and has a nice ass and makes you smile... He will love you for it and put in the effort required to make it work. It really should not be that hard.If NYC is anything like Toronto it's probably a meat grinder and all the good decent men have a story behind them. Patience and bonding is part of love, your parents understood it, that's why you feel it, and your child might just be robbed of that because of your resentment of men.But then again, to each their own. In matters of opinion, there can be no dispute. Whatever makes you happy, and wish you well.

Rather than reviewing this "amateurish home movie" of a desperate non housewife, I would like to suggest that if you are past 40 and still not married and childless, and want a child so badly, for krissakes: adopt. There are so many children who are abandoned: give them a chance rather than complain after choosing to give birth as a single mother, that it was the worst pain you ever experienced. Really, with all your research you were not expecting that?(By the way, here's a piece of advice: if you are having your first child: as soon as the contractions start: walk!! Walk in the neighborhood, or around your dining room table, or at the hospital, at a steady clip. I felt the first contractions at 2PM: I walked around the house for the next 3.5 hours: arrived at the hospital at 6PM and delivered my first child without all that suffering and screaming at 9:30PM).To "create" a baby with a guy who basically does not even want to be a parent at all, and who made this clear from the start, sounds like a lack of ethics on the part of the rather pushy "wannabe mother". And when the kid is about two, she lies in bed with him and accuses him of being "difficult". Why am I not surprised?Children need two parents, and sometimes that does not happen because of a variety of problems. But the egotism which purposely creates a one parent family, is, in my view, sick and sickening.Avoid this pathetic "oy my uterus is shutting down" piece of dreck. It is NOT a feminist manifesto; it is a major piece of egotistical whining.