The
other evening I watched a contemporary film that I’m positive was meant by its
writers and producers to be a modern day story depicting five well-to-do
company executives who like many of us, become victims of our country’s
financial meltdown, or as the news media calls it – the Recession. These
unfortunate souls were forced to go from multi-million dollar homes, corporate
jets, vacation houses in the Bahamas, first-class country club memberships… you
get the story – right?
As the
reels unwind, one of the newly pink-slipped executives is forced to work for
his brother-in-law’s contracting company, installing drywall and so-forth.
Still, the bills continue to mount as he remains in denial thinking that
another big corner office is waiting just around the corner. His wife however
gives him a little push into reality by selling his classic Porsche. Another
one of our ex-execs goes so far as to commit suicide. No longer could he go on
playing real-life charades by pretending to continue his family’s once lavish
lifestyle. Sadly without sympathy or understanding from his spouse, this poor
soul stays out at the bar until evening then arrives home as in the past with
his briefcase and Wall Street Journal under his arm so the neighbors don’t get
suspicious. The script attempts to put the darkest hue of doom above the
ex-vice-president who must now find a way to live off of his one-hundred
million in stock options while maintaining his pride, dignity, and sexual
liaison with his ex-corporation’s head of human resources.
I sat
patiently waiting for the killer plot twist or story-stunner; but what happened
at the end (spoiler warning) they all had to start over with new jobs and
careers. SERIOUSLY! They had jobs! But lowering themselves to a significantly
lessor pay-scale was equivalent to being unemployed in their eyes. There was a
scene where one of the major characters had to sit on the back steps with his
young teenage son (teary eyed) and explain that he lost his job; not mentioning
that there was a construction job waiting for him if he wanted it (but that was
not a real job). Someone wrote and produced this major motion picture with a
minimum of six major actors portraying down and out executives who once had it
all and now must live off of their stock options and lower-middle-class salaries.
Honest! This was not a comedy… it was meant to make me sad and concerned for
the characters.
I did a little investigating myself and found that a large
portion of individuals collecting unemployment for the um-teenth month feel
that lower paying jobs with less benefits and options than their previous jobs
are considered as unacceptable, therefore they remain on unemployment. Oh, if I
could be so lucky!
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