The green book This film is deep from every angle. I felt like the trip they had driving all over the south east of the country, was actually an inside journey where each of the characters learnt from each other. Since the beginning we get involved as viewers when the star, Tony –performed by Vigo Mortensen- a 40 year old Italian, whose working as a security guard in a nightclub and lives in the Bronx with his family, encounters two plumbers, African American, fixing the drain in the kitchen of his house. Not only did he glance with a disgusted look at his wife offering a glass of lemonade, but furthermore, he threw the glasses away after they drank from them. Sooner than later the nightclub closes, and Tony finds himself entering an eating contest to make some money, 50 bucks, which will pay the rent for what it’s worth. He is already worried about his unemployed situation, and has to pawn his watch to keep himself out of debts. At this point, he gets a call from a friend – Hey Dani, there is a Dr. that’s looking for a driver to take him to his office, you interested? - Yeah, sure – he replied. So when he shows up at the given address, he begins to wonder if he might be at the wrong place. Putting aside his own disbelief, he entered the theatre and asked for Dr. Hans. A lady then told him that he needs to go to the top part of the theatre to meet him. So he took the stairs, filled the sheet of paper he was handed, and waited in the hall with 3 other candidates. Eventually his name was called and he entered the room. The place was full of eccentric objects: paintings, sculptures, art work of all kind, color and shape, even a majestic throne in the middle of the room elevated from the rest of the chamber. Suddenly a black man with a tunica came in and introduced himself as Dr H.