
The world according to Kenny could spawn a quote-a-day calendar.
Aussie Kenny Smyth works in the recession-proof industry of portable toilets, or portaloos, and says that unlike the desk jockeys who worry their jobs will disappear, "It's not like my business is gonna dry up overnight, is it?
But it has its perils, having cost him his "missus." As Kenny says, "When you spend more time with other people's poo than you do your own wife, you gotta pay the penalty."
His own father calls him a "glorified turd burglar" and suggests he get a real job. Kenny protests he's a plumber who has a real job although he acknowledges that people turn up their noses -- or hold them -- when he says what he does for a living.
Kenny, employed by a company called Splashdown Corporate Bathroom Rentals, uses his own formula to figure out the number of units needed for an event, delivers them, troubleshoots, fishes out the stray wedding ring, empties them, safeguards them from drunken idiots who try to set them on fire and hauls them away.
"Kenny," starring and written by Shane Jacobson with his director-brother Clayton Jacobson, is a mockumentary from Australia that is so spot-on that you may think you're watching a documentary. A loony lark, it's in the vein of "A Mighty Wind" or "For Your Consideration," but without the familiar faces.
Jacobson, cut from the Mark Addy school of actors, is a hoot who looks like he was born to dispense wisdom or take in the Pumper & Cleaner Environmental Expo, a legitimate event headed to Louisville in February.
The movie was inspired by stories Clayton Jacobson heard from actual employees of Splashdown, a real company that "prides itself on being able to deliver all bathrooms in a timely fashion to your chosen venue" (according to its Web site).
One of the execs at Splashdown helped to finance the movie, and it's populated with real workers and father-son combinations. It manages to take you behind the scenes of an invisible but essential industry, create a colorful and lovable working man and plop him into settings familiar and unfamiliar.
It's also just darn funny at times as Kenny quips about divorce, bonds with fellow conventioneers and juggles high-maintenance family members. He takes pride in his trade, even if few others do, as he deals with snooty customers, graffiti vandals and patrons with lazy or unfortunate aim.
Although I had little trouble understanding the actors, this version (the original Australian one) includes English subtitles. However, bathroom humor, so to speak, needs no translation.
Opens Friday at the Harris Theater, Downtown.