The synopsis of the film mentions that the five women who work in the restaurant all see themselves as something else: a writer, an actress and "a revolutionary" among other things. Well, I doubt it's any earth-shattering news that most people don't get into waitressing as a permanent career choice.
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There was absolutely no story. The "cook" is harried and borderline competent. The rest of the workers stream in and out of the kitchen to alternately lounge around and smoke or bark orders at her. What a great idea for a film, no?
Toward the end, when the restaurant is inexplicably nearly full, Abi strips off her clothes and makes a bizarre speech that clears out the diners right sharpish. I think we are supposed to feel sympathy that she has reached the age of 30 (although she is constantly adjusting her age) and is still a waitress. Naturally, taking your clothes off in a crowd will make things *so* much better!
Final verdict for I Really Hate My Job:
No Gherkins and absolutely nothing to recommend it (well, unless you are a huge Neve Campbell fan who wants to see her in the buff)



2 comments:
Haha! I hadn't heard of this film but will definitely make a point NOT to see it. Very funny review, though!
Meg, if I can save one person from witnessing the horror that is this film, my job is done! :)
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