Treed Murray is the story of an upper middle class suit who clashes with a teenaged gang and gets cornered up a tree. It makes for a clever mind-messer that owes a thematic debt to all the great isolation/psyche-out movies. Think Twelve Angry Men in a treetop, Lifeboat on a limb, Cube high in clustered branches.
But dig deeper into William Phillips' feature writing/directing debut and this is a cautionary tale not about the dangers of taking a shortcut across a city ravine, but of the costs of taking shortcuts through life. Like its characters, it has a lot more going on than it initially appears.