Macarthur Park

Surrounding the sun-dappled lake and swaying palm trees of MaArthur Park is a violent and desperate world of pimps, hos, gangs, and crack addicts.

With a palpable sense of realness and tangibility, actor/director Billy Wirths feature debut, MacArthur Park, is a stirring portrait of a whack homeless park community bonded by crack cocaine addiction. It is an insiders look at a Los Angeles that is real and rarely seen.

In the parks drug-fixated shantytown, Cody is a kind of crackhead father figure who helps his friends when they are in trouble or in desperate need of a blast. His girlfriend, Alicia, is a romantic whos losing her soul to the drug and hos for E-Max, the street hustling pimp who is trying to scoop young Linda into his motley legion of harlots. Hoover Blue, earth mother to all the addicts, attempts to pound some knowledge into the starry-eyed Linda while Cody tries to help young P-Air get his hustle onto record a hip hop track and make it big. But when Codys real son, Terry, tracks him down to tell him his wife has passed away, Cody doesnt even recognize him at first and then cant help him with postmortem affairs. After five years of crack addiction, Cody wants to get straight and do right by Terry, but the harder he struggles to escape the park, the more it closes in on him.

More than a cautionary tale, MacArthur Park is a humanizing gaze at a lifestyle that is often ridiculed or mythologized. With a superb sense of atmosphere, visual style, a phat hip hop soundtrack, and exceptional performances by an ensemble cast lead by Thomas Byrd, Billy Wirth gives us this illuminating insight on addiction and redemption.