Memron. It's not Enron. Right? This goofy mockumentary (which I'm guessing was largely improvised) tells the story of what happens to a group of workers after their once-mighty company falls apart. Blame greedy bosses all you want (Michael McShane is one "Ken Clay"), but one look at this collection of losers and you'll wonder how Memron ever could have stayed in business with them on the payroll. The film tracks their abortive attempts at therapy then switches gears when they decide to launch a company selling "bottled air." It's supposed to be clever, but by the end the film has pretty much fallen apart amid repetition and absurdities.
OK, this is odd. What business do two unknown actors have making a highfalutin vanity project? From the writing/directing/acting team of Meredith Scott Lynn (you'd recognize her as a frequent supporting actress if you saw her) and Bradford Tatum (you wouldn't) comes this oddball comedy about relationships and prosthetic vaginas.