With a screening time equivalent to a full day’s work, Everson turns the cinema into a factory floor. Workers are observed while performing specific tasks, as well as while taking breaks. His humble approach paradoxically results in a monumental film.
By inviting his audience to spend much more time with his subject than the comfortable duration of a fixed film format, or a furtive visit to an installation, Everson directly sollicits our sense of time management. But beyond that, the rethoric of his meditation on history, economy and the place of the individual avoids the manipulative. Without any comment or contextualization, and with no clear sense of what type of objects are being produced, the working performance gains a sculputural quality all of its own. The title refers to the name of a bowling alley in Everson’s hometown, Mansfield Ohio. This film about a full day’s work in a factory that produces bowling alley supplies, requires an eight-hour experience in real time. It is above all a reflection on the relentlessness, but also the dignity, of everyday working life.