Mockumentary about a detox program to cure actors of their “addiction” to acting, “Actors Anonymous” is a one joke movie whose moderately amusing premise could be adapted and embellished nearly anywhere. Largely improvised, DV-shot pic is distinguished by an utterly deadpan tongue-in-cheekiness that is genuinely droll in stretches but cumulatively underwhelming. Fests may warm to this lightweight item, whose game cast — all of whom keep their real first names — sustains just the right mood from start to finish.
A collection of dejected young men and women arrive at a stone farmhouse in the French countryside for a four-week cold turkey cure from the “illness” of acting. Mirrors, dark glasses and cell phones are verboten during the strict, communal program run by a former, now-recovered thesp. Treatment milestones include telling your agent you’re quitting the biz and learning to say “Pass the salt” without theatrical emphasis. Off-the-cuff, handheld lensing suits the semi-motley proceedings, which would probably make the Dogma cut were it not for the post-produced score, which provides pleasing punctuation.