Indulgence and inanity collide in the bewildering vanity project The Gun, the Cake and the Butterfly, a punch-drunk mixture of Tarnation, The Room and some lost, axed-in-run-through Saturday Night Live sketch of skewered, oblivious privilege. A kaleidoscopic memoir from director Amanda Eliasch — a socialite and part-time photographer who exists seemingly only to be seen — this navel-gazing non-starter offers zero of interest to anyone not immediately connected to its maker (and even that audience might be a stretch). For the full, original review, from ShockYa, click here. For more information on the film, click here to visit its website. (Butterfly Movies, R, 78 minutes)