On a tight budget, they really couldn't afford the scene but wanted it anyway.They filmed it in 20 minutes by more or less hijacking a cab, putting their chosen director, Charles Herman-Wurmfeld, in the driver's seat and locking the soundman in the boot.At the theatre boot camp in the Catskill Mountains outside New York, where the two women met, they found they were both working on the theme of dating hell and decided to collaborate.
Jessica (Jennifer Westfeldt) is a single, straight, successful New York journalist who, like most of her female friends, has had a history of dating (male) creeps.But when she answers an intriguing personal ad from Helen (Heather Juergensen), Jessica finds herself intensely drawn to her.there is not too much of a leap for it to be romantic except for a missing element of sexual mystique.""Heather was maybe the first woman I kissed in quite that open- mouthed, full-on sort of way," Westfeldt explains.Adds Juergensen, "That all becomes pretty routine: 'Can you press your lips a little harder so I can get a sense of passion and desire in my performance?They first bond in the back of a taxi discussing the difficulties of finding - what else? "I'm still looking for the perfect one," says Jessica, as much about the pallor of her love-life as the colour of her lips.
"Believe me, you'll never find it," the more assertive Helen explains.
With so many losers in the available male gene pool, what, indeed, have you got to lose with a woman?
In the film, Jessica and Helen actually give some metaphorical play to that aforementioned term for a particular sort of contemporary gay woman, "lipstick lesbian".
Juergensen is striking in a different way: tall, dark-haired, fair-skinned, blue-eyed.
She dabbled in advertising before hitting the "no-budget end" of the New York theatre scene, and interest in interpersonal themes was apparent in a one woman show, Letters To An Older Man.
It just seems that the way women bond is inherently more sexual, more flirty.