OTT HAS ARTFULLY CONSTRUCTED A SLIPPERY HALL OF HUMAN MIRRORS, TESTING AND SUBVERTING THE RULES OF EMPATHY IN DOCUMENTARY AND NARRATIVE CINEMA ALIKE
Mike Ott effectively blurs the line between fiction and documentary in this sparse examination of dreams withering under the desert heat of a remote small-town.
This unusual and laconic work travels like a tumbleweed through the lives of half a dozen or so characters as they dream of somehow, sometime making it to Hollywood. Underpinning these disparate and sometimes desperate characters is Cory Zacharia who spends the film trying to raise money to star in a film he’s been promised by a German producer he met sometime earlier.
Between auditions, acting classes and odd encounters Cory speaks candidly with the various characters that inhabit this arid landscape to often profound effect giving the film such an usual texture with lots of hidden surprises. In what seems semi-scripted reality, the characters provide us with a micro-comment on the American Dream…and who are we to say that dreams can’t come true?