Art, like a parking spot, is only as valuable as whoever owns it says it is. So when an elderly trucker buys a painting from a thrift store for $5 and someone tips her off that it may be a long-lost Jackson Pollock worth $50 million, suddenly we‚(TM)re no longer talking about art but a quest that will end much as it begins: in a smoky bar with recollections of famed trucker goings-on from the past. This has ‚sleeper hit‚? written all over it but some shortcomings keep it from being the be-all, end-all work on the trucking industry vs. people who tell us how much stuff is worth. And it‚(TM)s a shame, too, because our hero Teri is quite the character. She has enough personality (and stubbornness) to make this a one-woman show and her tenacity with art critics and collectors is pretty admirable. You get both sides of the coin here (those who think the painting in question is one Pollock misplaced in a drunken stupor and those who think the painting is a very good forgery replicated in a drunken stupor) but the problem is no one really gets enough time to bolster their opinions in the film‚(TM)s short runtime. Something like this demands a substantial runtime and when it clocks in at under 80 minutes, you‚(TM)ll find yourself wanting more (almost like Teri, so I guess this is kind of a meta way of the director saying ‚Gotcha!‚?‚¶ or not). At one point, we talk with a renowned art forger who says this could never be replicated and we spend time with a guy who you can just see over the tip of his nose since it is so high in the air, calling this a joke and a waste of time for the art world. Which brings up a good argument: the ‚art world‚? here comes off as snooty beyond belief, and while that may be accurate (I don‚(TM)t know; my knowledge of the ‚art world‚? ends with graffiti and overpriced designer toys), you get the feeling that this group is a little shortchanged with screen time and opinions. But as far as an engaging 70-some minutes, you could do so much worse. And is the painting an actual Pollock or has Teri lost her mind, along with her family and forensics experts willing to go to bat for her? The film surprisingly answers that question but don‚(TM)t get your hopes up ‚" just like art, what you get out of it is going to vary from person to person.