Mortician diary Industrial district, somewhere in the suburbs of American Chelyabinsk. There in the funeral office to work one very kind, but extremely driven by society employee of the regional morgue. Due to his personal qualities, the Undertaker does not like contacts with the animate world, preferring even outside working hours to spend evenings making stuffed things. As a result, a not too positive character emerges. A gray man who just found himself a case and landscaped a niche, fenced off from people. But, fortunately, the correctional system breaks the Undertaker's plans for a quiet coziness surrounded by personal experiences. By the will of the Udo program, a fervent Latino appears in the funeral home, and with him, moments of simply human life flooded into the life of the Undertaker. Not very well succeeded, but fundamentally different from the one that lived the Undertaker in recent years.
The saddest thing is that the Maine Method is using up its potential. The undertaker from the cover of the disc is a gloomy slum dweller who breathes danger and secrets. The undertaker from the film is a quiet, frightened man who is bullied by the whole county. The contrast after the first minutes of watching is slightly sad, you expect the wrong theater of one actor. In all respects, the Method must, and must, distribute punishment to all those involved. In return, there is a strong but battered story about a man with a trauma, and the saddest thing is that the message is very clear. Transformation, and the subsequent acquisition of a taste for life, through the contemplation of someone else's problem. Specifically, the Undertaker does not provide assistance in the spirit of the funeral avenger, on the contrary, he then thoughtfully digs into the past, then in the gut of the animal. And passions are boiling. The main negative character, and again it's experiments with the role, because I'm used to seeing Dash Majok purely in comedy roles. Now he's a dealer, in other words, a small cut dealer. Tsimes is to make the clash of interests look fascinating, but the conflict is quite typical. Majok annoys the Latinos, and the Undertaker is a third person, and it would be cool if he was destined to have any role.
Kind of revenge, but no, he is called to awaken in himself the human, and taste for life. A Latin friend is waiting to solve problems on their own. This is it. But at the same time, the strong noir suddenly shoots closer to the middle. The atmospheric setting, attracted by the kosher work of artists, is a gloomy urbanite where the Undertaker, in his robe from the last century, looks like a white crow. His fermentation along the wave of his own memory does not harmonize with other elements in the spirit of the gangster saga. The main task was to show transformation through stress and involvement in an external conflict, it succeeded, but not in the way you imagine, looking at the announcement of the film. Having played in experiments, the creators completely lost the structure and essence of the narrative, which made it bumpy, albeit entertaining. Kakbe, bypassing prejudice, have a strong art house, with a rapper that playfully embodied an atypical image for himself. And the cherry to this cupcake is Edward Furlong, and other little-known actors in the second roles. In short, do not expect anything special from the movie, this is a separate story about a world of discord, where the undertakers who have fallen out of time and lame drug dealers live.