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Jeffrey Wells
June 3, 2006


A young, very determined Hispanic man (Brian Luna) wants to get out the mail room at a major Beverly Hills talent agency, and so he delivers drugs for and constantly sucks up to a small group of slithery agents, hoping for favors. Of course, they respond with racial epithets and dismissive attitudes. (They're agents, right?) But Luna and his sightless pal (Matt Clouston) are up to more than just brown-nosing.

Letia Miller's underplayed drama is, of course, a critique of the reptilian mores that are said to be commonplace in the film industry, but the saddest and most penetrating thing about "In the Dark" is Luna's willingness -- eagerness -- to humiliate himself with his agency superiors. You want to grab him by the crew neck of his T-shirt and say, "Stop it dude!"...but then, in the final act, you realize what's really up. Are agency people and their clients really as foul as Miller portrays them? I've heard plenty of agency stories, but they tend to be funny rather than repellent.

Nonetheless, "Dark" deserves respect for sticking to its thematic guns, and especially for its performances and its dramatic tempo, particularly the back-and-forth in a scene between Luna and an African-American agent (Lionel Carson) that renders an uncommonly frank admission of how the agency pecking-order system works.