A 24-minute fever dream where capitalism eats its own tail—and your sanity.
Eric has just been employed. He works in a hypermarket belonging to a rich and mysterious man. He must stock the shelves. But in the massive space he discovers that logic and usefulness don't exist. Perhaps he should have read the 400 pages of his contract.
Direction
Cavalieri turns a hypermarket into purgatory.
Production
The sterile fluorescent hellscape is *chef's kiss*.
Director
Steed Cavalieri
Trivia, insights & behind the scenes
The title nods to the French expression 'travail de castor'—busywork that looks productive but achieves nothing. The entire film is that.
Shot in an actual abandoned Carrefour, giving every frame authentic retail dread you can't fake.
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