Basically a one-act, one-location play, with not enough material to justify its scant 74-minute running time. Jeff Daniels stars in and scripted this tale of Joseph Harris, an alcoholic (what else?) playwright who hasn’t produced bupkis in over 20 years. He agrees to mount his latest production (that has yet to be written) in Lima, Michigan, where he’s set to be met at the station by (what else?) a nerd by the name of Kenneth (Thomas Macias). A third character, the nebulous station keeper Franz (Richard McWilliams), is on hand whenever a cutaway is needed to break things up. Kenneth claims to be Harris’s #1 fan, yet he oversleeps when the train carrying his idol, whom he’s supposed to pick up and bring to a hotel, pulls into the station? And if Harris is so intent on getting a drink, why not raid the hotel minibar as Kenneth suggested, rather than spending his first night in Lima inside a remote train station? Frankly, I’d rather spend my time reclining in the lounge that opens the picture, listening to Harris’ agent (Erika Slezak) and her client go at it, than living out another fanboy fantasy. Timothy Busfield directs. (2019) — Scott Marks
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