Support the Girls ★★★★

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This past summer, I took a break from a food-service job that had, in hindsight, been wearing me down to the thinnest modes of existence. I couldn't come to terms with it in the moment, but once I stepped away, I knew that it was the right choice. Employees were constantly calling in so I was being handed additional hours, and while I wasn't necessarily 'forced' to work those shifts, it wasn't exactly deemed acceptable for me to clock out at my scheduled time when three spots on the line were left empty for two newly trained employees to grapple with. Simply put, I was a zombie and I wasn't getting anything done for myself, much less for the important people around me. It was a harmful, uncomfortable environment - as are any minimum-wage service industry ecosystems - but I miss the faces and the personalities that, no matter how shitty the day ended up being, still found a way to break through it. Day after day, we were there, fighting against a force of the system's own making.

Support the Girls embodies that struggle, and that clearing that is mostly a facade for another work-shift, another bad customer experience, another new manager that somehow knows less than you do. It speaks to the women that try to find a way past the barriers, but to no avail. Andrew Bujalski's work truly is a silver-lining in a world that doesn't really have a place for it. It is support for the act of being seen, and of selfless, caring empathy. I admired that, and I admire this movie.