I've found the Johnny Manziel 2014-2016 soap opera with the Cleveland Browns to be a fascinating descent into the NE Ohio abyss. I mean who among us, who has long sought a job in the wasteland that is the Cleveland-area economy, hasn't wondered about who DID get hired. And what did that individual turn out to be?
I mean, what's with local recruiters? Do they know that when the drugs test turns out "positive" that it's a bad sign? Perhaps there's been a persistent misprint in HR handbooks.
Or maybe midwest life, from the Browns to the corporate world, is a lot like what's portrayed in the Rust Belt dark comedy BUZZARD, from Michigan-based filmmaker Joel Potrykus. Mr. Potrykus, I suspect, knows this recession well; who gets by in it, and who doesn't. I wouldn't quite call this nifty indie borderline-horror effort a traditional "workplace comedy." But, during the character study of an incorrigible punk and non-team player, it's hard not to think about what goes on, really, in all those glass-windowed offices full of cubicles and pods, to which many of we applicants remain strangers.
