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Story of struggle following Audrey who works as an actor and Lillian who is an aspiring playwright. They try to do their best at their works in attempt to achieve bigger success at their career, specially when this work is the only chance they may ever have.
Mr. Warth, who wrote the screenplay with Miles Barstead, creates a flawed tale of female friendship and the artist's everlasting struggle. Unfortunately, "Dim the Fluorescents" can't keep its story together.
I could write another thousand words about why I love Dim The Fluorescents, but it's the kind of thing you need to see for yourself - a singular, fully engaged cinematic work and a cockeyed delight. Just go.
Fluorescents' showy camera moves and full-jazz-hands theater-kid dorkiness are a tonic against the excessively muted naturalism that has come to define indie style.
A playwright and an actress living together should complement each other, and these two women have remarkable chemistry throughout; in a movie with empathy for individuals who choose theater as a profession regardless of limited job openings.
Warth has created an astonishing calling card - an earnest and entertaining celebration of process and performance, not to mention a tremendous showcase for two homegrown actors on the cusp of greatness.
And the final scene is a powerhouse; it jolted me out of my somnolence. But if the movie were 30 minutes shorter, I wouldn't have been so sleepy to begin with.