Life is so short, and work so long, that it's a balm to love what you do. To take pleasure and meaning from work not only gets you through the day-after-day, year-after-year, but it defines your place on this planet as much as anything short of your kids. Yet movies remain fixed on growing-pains farce and lurid fantasy. A distant civilization, judging earthlings from their popular films, would think we are the creatures who cop feels and catch serial killers. They'd never guess we spend something like half our waking hours at work.
Errol Morris' delightful nonfiction film, Fast, Cheap &...
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