Walter Vale (Richard Jenkins) is a man of few words and somewhat disillusioned with his job, life and well, you get the idea. He goes to New York and finds out that somebody is living in his apartment. What follows is a poignant, tragic meditation on everything from relationships to illegal immigration.
Jenkins and others are to be commended for their subtle, perhaps flawless performances, seemingly at home in a low-key drama that will bore some people to death but for others capture their hearts and minds (I fell somewhere in between).
The story is a simple one, and while it does go out of its way to comment on some issues (especially immigration and living in - there's that word again - a post 9/11 world), Thomas McCarthy (writer and director) directs it so very well that the end result is a minimalist story that packs a whole lot of punch.
Jenkins and others are to be commended for their subtle, perhaps flawless performances, seemingly at home in a low-key drama that will bore some people to death but for others capture their hearts and minds (I fell somewhere in between).
The story is a simple one, and while it does go out of its way to comment on some issues (especially immigration and living in - there's that word again - a post 9/11 world), Thomas McCarthy (writer and director) directs it so very well that the end result is a minimalist story that packs a whole lot of punch.
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