WRITER/director Nicole Holofcener’s film shrouded me in an increasing uncertainty about its genre.

Is it a chick-flick? Its collection of women in major roles is impressive. Julia Louis-Dreyfus leads the pack as Eva, a divorcee working as a masseuse to support herself and a daughter about to leave home for university. Catherine Keener plays Marianne, a divorcee whose slim volumes of poetry support a comfortable lifestyle, also with a daughter in late adolescence and always ready to tip a bucket over her ex-husband. Toni Collette is Sarah, Eva’s acerbic friend. None of these women has borne a son.

Is it a romance? James Gandolfini plays Albert, a divorced librarian coping with a solitary lifestyle. He meets Eva at a party where the two discover an amity portending something more intense. Eve gives her business card to Marianne thus portending a burgeoning relationship in which Eva finds herself sympathising with Marianne’s escape from a marriage that was not working.

Is it a comedy? Most of its humour seemed to flow from Eva’s enthusiastic volubility that conveys a limited capacity for thought.

Is it predictable? From about midway, the only surprise turned out to be Alfred’s reaction to what was already flagged as the plot’s crucial turning point. This is not to say that “Enough Said” isn’t an agreeable experience. And Gandolfini’s death too soon takes a versatile and charming actor off the stage, much to be regretted.

At Dendy, Capitol 6 and Palace Electric