This movie doesn’t appear to have a plot. A bulimic jazz singer sings “St. James Infirmary” and has bulimia. And that’s it. Another scene, another rendition of “St. James Infirmary”. At one point she can’t hit the notes and a doctor tells her she has vocal cord scarring from stomach acid and needs to “rest her instrument”. In a later scene she says she’s “resting her instrument”. That’s as close to plot as this fairly long movie gets.
