A road movie for today’s depressed America, BERMAN’S MARCH follows the round trip journey of a contractor, Charlie (Charlie Robinson), who impulsively skips out on work to spend a week with his smarmy, upwardly-mobile highschool friends. Edited at a relaxed, yet compact, rhythm, Tetewsky and Pikovsky create a wry comic vision of an America filled with overly-sensitive yuppies, internet-famous gas stations, and endless radio chatter. It’s a vision of our country that feels too lived in to feel like mere social commentary and yet too bleak not to ring out as strikingly contemporary. Tetewsky, doing quadruple duty as co-writer, co-director, co-editor and cinematographer, brings a pictorial vision that is as sharp as ever, filling the image with arresting compositions and sumptuous portraiture that renders Charlie and his environs vividly tender with a note of distance. The result is a film that speaks in the familiar mode of ameri-indie naturalism without falling into the form’s cliches; finding its own idiosyncratic tone and sharp attention to detail.