What a whole lot of pro-American, sentimentalist bullcrap. Premise: American factory gets shut down. Japanese executives come in to run the factory and Michael Keaton is sort of a liaison between the two. Lots of ugly stereotypes, lots of ugly characters. Michael Keaton’s character is repulsive. One truly outstanding scene where George Wendt’s character harasses the wife of one of the Japanese executives in a supermarket, and keeps her from reaching the shelves by waving his butt in her face.
I give this movie zero stars.
HOWEVER, I did notice one very lovely moment–a brief, passing theme, maybe a measure or two, that had a syncopated rhythm with flutes, very similar to the “Repair Ward” track from Wall-E.