Chris Smith's feature debut is so minimalist it threatens to evaporate before one's eyes. The bleak tragicomedy, filmed on 16mm, still fulfills its task of capturing the sheer drudgery of entry-level, minimum-wage labor.
Randy Scott (Randy Russell), is an unimposing, somewhat gawky guy from Sandusky, Ohio, who started out housekeeping at an amusement-park hotel (later "promoted" to the guess-your-weight booth) and now bounces from one job to another. He reports for an assignment pushing a button on a rattletrap
injection-molder at a plastics factory; it's only 10 seconds of activity during a 40-second automated cycle, and a bored, inattentive Randy soon lets the...