115 minute running time so at least 20 minutes too long. A W.D. By movie (written and directed by the same guy, i.e., it's his baby). A story about the underclass in America ... white trash living week to week in a motel in Orlando, Florida. Depressing, I had to watch it at 1.5x ffwd. A million wild kids running around. Tattooed, foul-mouthed single mothers lounging about. Shot in documentary style, but of course it isn't a documentary (reality would be much worse than this).
Willem Dafoe plays the kindly motel manager, cutter of slack, protector of kids. Main tattooed mother goes from hawking cheap perfume to tourists to turning tricks. "I'd cook, but Lunchables are like a dollar." This means it's the end for her as the mother of her child.
Spoilers: eventually the State comes and takes away her daughter (I had to google DCF ... "Department of Children and Families") -- there's no escape to the Magical Kingdom. Are we supposed to feel bad for child or mother? My only thought was, "what took them so long?" What's the point of watching this misery? Why make yourself feel sad? Red rating, avoid.