"I'm here to pick up those the system has left behind..."
On a night like any other, Okwe, a clerk at a ritzy hotel, is summoned to a room with an overflowing toilet only to discove
r a human heart as the obstruction. Deeply disturbed, his report of the incident goes unheeded; the night boss telling him to forget about it. Other problems demand his attention anyway. An illegal in a foreign country, Okwe and his roommate Senay, another illegal, barely make enough--both working two jobs--to eat their one meal a day. Not that there's much time for liesure, what with immigration services constantly at their heels. After saving the life of a man with a mysterious wound near his ribcage, Okwe’s true identity as a doctor is unraveled by the worst person possible: his same night boss, Juan. Things soon turn diabolical when Okwe and Senay are blackmailed into Juan's lucrative side business...a most 'inhumane' enterprise. Now Okwe must navigate not only his own fate but that of refugees just like himself.
For all the lamentable cinematic drivel pumped out today, it’s rare to find a movie that surpasses even the lowest expectations and be deemed worthy of universal esteem. ‘Things’, whether because of creativity, luck in casting before-the
y-were-stars stars, or cosmic alignment, manages this; a movie where you don’t think “I’m watching a movie.”, you just flow with the story. Granted, the premise is sympathetic; the characters admirable. But the appeal remains subtle, wielding interest through motives and gestures rather than overt action or dialogue. Throw in two actors acting in a language other than their native tongue and you have a remarkable achievement.
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