Rueful, daring and bleakly funny, Charlie Kaufman’s directorial debut poses far greater challenges than how to pronounce the title (say it like Schenectady). Like, for instance, trying to keep track of the passage of time in this story of a frustrated playwright (played by an especially shambling Philip Seymour Hoffman) who uses a massive grant to literally turn his life into a theatrical production. Or, for that matter, keeping a handle on who’s playing who as characters in the playwright’s life are integrated into his meisterwerk, and vice versa.

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