“Great writers have interesting lives, right?” Someone is always lucky and not lucky only sometimes. Someone is often unlucky, but sometimes it happens, but what to do when not always lucky?
Meet Wally Spivack: it's like Woody Allen, only in Elay. Forty-year-old child works as a “writer”, writes to the table, rents an apartment for three with the same “successful” industry figures, ignores his too smart neighbor and is very envious of the “published” colleague: it is clear that the presence of a “private life” in his life is not at all. In general, I have never felt more sorry for anyone than Wally Spivak.
On the worst day for singles (Valentine’s Day), he falls asleep in a friend’s car and wakes up in... Vegas!! There happens a miracle: an angel descends from the sky (essno, in the American sense) and drags an ignorant Spivak straight to the hotel room for you to understand what. The permanently unhappy Spivak can't believe that life has finally turned to him, though he's already so used to the more familiar part of it.
The film is about the fact that if you fall out of your comfort zone, you can fall straight into someone else and get settled there.
"Spivac" is by no means a masterpiece, but it's perfect for those days when we're all a little Wally.