The absurdity of the blackmarket and the insanity of hoarders wrapped up in a neat lil Mafia movie spoof…
Difficult times, etc, or so I’m told, although if I peer through my curtain, past the cavalcade of rangers in fluorescent coats with notebooks and the authority to hit a man with a thousand-buck fine, I see blue skies painted with handfuls of cirrus clouds and an ocean, as green as Capri, and without its usual colony of suicidal VALs.
A paradise, you would say, if sinister particles weren’t smeared on shopping trolly handles, door frames and so on, hunting the, mostly, elderly.
Two surfers who refuse to be cowed by the possibility of drowning on their own mucous in a makeshift hospital cot, weepy mammy and daddy watching their death agonies via FaceTime, are Josiah and Micah Amico, from Ventura, California.
In this short, written, directed and starring Josiah, twenty-one, and his little bro Michah, eighteen, the pair take on the absurdity of the blackmarket and the insanity of hoarders and wrap it up in a neat lil Mafia movie spoof.
Outstandingly well edited, enlightening and entertaining.