Over the years, I’ve written at length at how far too many indie comedies mistake quirk for character. Characters feel like people. They have emotions, goals, fears, etc. A character can have quirks, but they can’t be quirks. Shari Springer Berman and Robert Pulcini‘s Imogene is yet another example of an indie comedy that derives its comedy not from clever jokes, thoughtful set-ups and payoffs, or believable characters. It attempts to get laughs from its miserable eponymous protagonist interacting with her goofy family of one-dimensional eccentrics. As much as Imogene strives to coast on the wackiness of the characters, the best jokes in this shapeless comedy come from the little off-handed moments that slip through the tortured, hollow idiosyncrasies.