This film affirmed three of my views: 1) Retail is not a joke, 2) convenience stores are the setting for some of the most interesting stories, and 3) capitalism is detestable. As someone who frequents convenience stores and has incorporated these visits into my daily life, and as a daughter of two merchants who own a sari-sari store, I was greatly interested in the project of this movie and its commendable execution.
Simply put, this film depicted vignettes of experiences of employees that work or have worked in this one convenience store. They are divided by shots of time as told by a wall clock, but we do not know how many years pass between the terms of these employees or the duration between their individual stories. I found this type of narrative unique in that it does not require any change in location and it does not have a straightforward chronological flow, but it was still able to impart a cohesive message.

Even though this strategy could make processing the film difficult for those who want to connect these stories or decipher the common thread among them, I personally enjoyed just absorbing each unique perspective that each character had to offer, no matter how light or how profound. They all contribute to the film’s unique exploration of the nature of convenience stores: here is a place where people from all walks of life come in to acquire basic goods on the go, but from the perspective of the people who provide these goods to them. Thus, the film allows us to look into these employees’ lives as well. We see a young gay woman coping with heartbreak, a young man making music on his laptop, a man trying to learn English during slow work hours and unintentionally offending customers when he tries to apply what he learned, and a young adult who’s already broke and unfortunately also gets fired from her job at the convenience store because of a surprise inspection by a member of the head branch, among others. They all provide a plethora of nuances to the kind of life these type of part-time workers live and the impact of their encounters with customers.

I liked this way of storytelling because it reveals the other, perhaps darker side of convenient stores. Convenient stores are typically brightly lit and vibrant because of their 24/7 open hours and the array of products that they have, but their walls see everything in the range of human emotion, even those that are not as bright and vibrant as their location. These stores witness not just happiness and humor, but also feelings like (in this movie’s case) fear of the mysterious and/or the supernatural. Sadness and grief can also be evoked in this type of setting, as can be seen in the characters who experience dejection and desperation.
In that regard, I definitely did not see the ending of this film coming, but I wasn’t surprised, either. The ending goes to show that the stores that are regarded as convenient by costumers are in truth less than convenient and even detrimental to the workers of these stores themselves. In providing us convenience, they sacrifice their own dignity, and capitalism forces them to do so. The maintenance of these stores is often done by just one to two people, and they are expected to be consistent but receive minimal compensation for it. I was both angry and sad at the ending of the movie, because it reveals how convenience stores can be a microcosm for the larger economic practices that disadvantage and oppress workers, making them “futureless things,” as the movie suggests. Thus begs the question: how does convenience contribute to the future of humanity?


