Sliver Heights has everything a girl could want. Panoramic views of the city,
a fully functional gym and a voyeuristic landlord with a minor oedipal
complex and psychotic tendencies. One day, one of the tenants has an
accident. First she looks out the window, then she looks the wrong way and
finally she looks like pavement pizza. This leaves a vacant room, which
Carly Norris takes a fancy to. She's a 30 something executive who has
never
had that much success with men. But, hey, isn't that a perfectly eligible
voyeuristic landlord with a minor oedipal complex and psychotic tendencies?