At least it gets out of your way. You take from it whatever you put in while you sit there grateful its only seven minutes long. Nothing more, nothing less. Watching it I remembered the down times in my mid-adolescence and early twenties, waiting for tomorrow in the New Jersey suburbs, a time when the bus station to New York or to visit a girlfriend in Western Massachusetts meant liberty...glad I'm not there now.
The only reference to Ted Fendt I can find on the internet is apparently as a staff writer for Mubi.
I guess we know how this worthless, turgid, irrelevant tripe got on here now.
Mubi, have you forgotten, we pay for this crap. A bit of respect for your customers, please.
The mundane aspects of everyday life are conveyed in this little movie, the painstakingly numbing boredom which plagues our existences. No, there’s nothing special here; just like real life. Grotesquely beautiful, in a way. Would you stay? Would you go?
Found it clunky and arbitrary on first viewing and didn't care about anybody in it. Rewatching it I was rolling laughing, I cared about everybody, and it made much more sense formally. Feels like an inheritor of Bill Forsyth's magic, to make a film feel like life. If you don't agree, try watching it again. It was night and day for me from first to second viewing.