Amateurish Debut Horror Human Resources Should Check Its Severance Package

Braden Swope’s Human Resources demonizes America’s all-grind capitalist hellscape in an indie that ineffectively delivers worksploitation on a blue-collar wage. Braden and brother Evan Swope pen a screenplay intending to break the shackles of personal worth being linked to soul-sucking career stability, but struggle to conceptualize their workaholic paranoias as a maintainable horror concept. Mayhem, Bloodsucking Bastards, The Belko Experiment—filmmakers have long melded genre extremism with work-life peril, none of which Human Resources outperforms. It’s a feature debut that amateurishly exudes its feature debutness, rough around the edges like smoothing with the wrong side of a sandpaper sheet.
Hugh McCrae Jr. stars as chronically and distractingly anxious Sam Coleman, the newest part-time employee at Brooke’s Hardware. Sam dreams about eventually attending medical school, but presently frets over steady paychecks. Manager Gene Knibbs (Anthony Candell) welcomes Sam to the Brooke’s family, a skeleton crew that includes cynical veteran Sarah (Sarah José) and irritated general manager Brian (Tim Misuradze). Sam will do anything to impress his new bosses, even if it means turning a blind eye to eerie missing-persons cases involving ex-employees. “A Brooke’s day is a great day,” even when Sam stumbles upon what looks like blood puddles.
“No one knows when to quit” in this obvious metaphor for working ourselves to death at dead-end gigs governed by corporate ghouls who care not for their minions. The problem with Human Resources is not the thematic commentary but the abysmal pacing, dismissable performances and clunky storytelling. The opening four minutes introduce the store’s mysterious in-house threat—Sam’s ensuing mystery to crack—only to spend another 70 stuck with a rejected Halloween Superstore special, leading into another half an hour where any horror prominence throttles back into gear too late. Braden dangles demonic possibilities like a carrot, then yanks away our narrative treat until we’ve forgotten the possible reward, paying dismal attention to the thrilling details that keep horror fans invested throughout a film’s duration.