That's because Joe Shanks retells the age-old story of purpose; of finding one's path naturally, borne of one's own conclusions and desires, and free from the claustrophobic expectations of others (clumsily well-intentioned or otherwise). On Shanks' side in his tale-telling is a series of astute casting choices: Darwin Smith, Sonya Barnes, and Idrees Degas deliver the core acting, and they do it in a way that allows us to get out of the weeds of technical evaluation of the film so its themes can better play on our heads and our sense of self: Am I doing what I want to be doing, and did I make my own choices in getting here?
Inevitably, this is the question that plagues us now and may be the last we ask of ourselves on our respective death beds. Between now and then, filmic storytelling in exploration of this huge existential question will continue; some efforts will make the grade and others will slip, same as it ever was. Take Me Out meets the standard, and is the kind of brain food that inspires.