Set amidst the working-class squalor of a nameless rural meat-packing community, Colin McKenna's The Secret Agenda of Trees is a near perfect play for a collapsing masculinist culture based on boundless consumption. Put another way: it may not be the art we want, but it's the art we need. Evading depressive abandon and recuperative sentimentalism, McKenna makes especially effective use of his scenario's meat-packing analogies. These characters' lives resemble a slow, steady progression towards certain annihilation, and their realizing this only makes things harder.
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