Production value blows. They didn't have a lot of money and it's obvious, now, it's probably intentional based on the whole 'mockumentary' thing, but it sucks.
This is a seriously low-rent attempt at a Christopher Guest type film about a quirky sub-culture. You know, he does it so well, why bother?
20 min. in, a modestly funny bit about a frozen food collector that works as a phone counselor at the William Jefferson Clinton Abstinence Center.
28 min. in, I am not amused.
31 min. in, the Vietcong style corporate team building prison camp is a great idea, but they talk about it, would be funnier if they showed it, would be funnier if that was the premise of the film.
Talking head documentaries are only really interesting if the subject is compelling. This idea is not and is throwing a bunch of garbage together to hide it.
Ugh, the "No Choice cafe" set-up next to a women's clinic. The have little fetus stirrers for the coffee.
OK, this is a conglomeration of skits barely tied together with the idea of the characters all collecting frozen food entrées.
I am done at 35 minutes. Not funny or interesting enough to hold my attention any longer.
Next.
