A keen and brilliant response to Marshall McLuhan's famously bold assertion, "The media is the message," filmmaker Andrew Filippone Jr. warps McLuhan's prophecy into an absurd portrait of Charlie Rose - a celebrity trapped and confronted by the very same technology and medium which have made him an intellectual T.V. star. I have yet to see this film with an actual audience, first discovering its existence through a YouTube link shared between friends. While equally effective in its own right, particularly when compared to its usual ribald and sophomoric companions on the Internet, I am curious to see how this piece plays in an actual theater. Mirroring Beckett's own usage of the physical and aural space of the stage as a device to connect/confront/capture his audience, I can see how the experience would heighten Filippone Jr.'s own presentation of Rose; Not of the erudite maven of PBS, but rather a that of a bumbling cypher, whose own thoughts seem to circle hopelessly round and round in Beckett's familiar poetic style. Engaging, darkly comic and unpredictable (much like Beckett's best work) this film is not to be missed.