Howard Wakefield (Bryan Cranston) is a successful Manhattan attorney who is accustomed to come and go every day on the Grand Central Station Metro North Railroad to his large, comfortable home in the suburbs. Every measure is well dressed, respected and successful, but a curvaceous space beneath the smooth outside is hidden. Tramway ennui may well be a pioneer, but its very original, absurd implementation of the idea makes Wakefield unforgettable in a turbulent and piercing way.
Opening scenes take time to build up a terrible resemblance to overwhelming hustle and bustle, overwhelming repetition and work. In just a few quick early pictures, we understand why someone might be crazy after years of Metro North’s predecessor. And what happens to Howard Wakefield when he comes home one evening to find a raccoon walking around his house in a strange garage. The raccoon threw, but escaped into the attic on the garage.