It immediately reminded me of Flann O'Brien's surrealist novel "The Third Policeman" where there is a room hidden within the walls of a building that is so narrow that the narrator has to inch along sideways. I think they are both typical dream scenarios that we would not question within the dream, but look absurd if we remember them when waking.
I have suffered from time to time with a bad back. At one time it was so bad I was almost suicidal. In later years, an employer once moved to an attic office where I had to keep ducking my head. It was alright for him, he was short. Apart from banging my head a few times I came to no great physical harm, but the subconscious fear it would bring on a resumption of back pain was so great that I soon left his employ.
Watching this movie I felt physically uncomfortable watching Craig Schwartz going about his daily tasks. To add to that his apartment was horribly cluttered (and God knows what it smelled like with all those animals!) so that is was difficult to move.
I am English and I often see in movies that American office workers (and not just the lowest levels of staff) often work in vast open-plan offices but within cubicles like battery hens. I know jobs are hard to find and retain these days, but I could not abide that for more than a week or two. If that were the only employment I could find I would top myself.
Maybe it is a bit of social commentary on the oppressiveness of working for bland and impersonal companies, as most do in the First World. Remember, Craig resisted being employed because he wanted to be answerable only to himself.
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