Green Room does so much with such a minimal plot and short runtime. Saulnier’s script is so tight and packed with depth that he makes it look easy. One of the most basic instances of this is the name of the band we’re following—The Ain’t Rights. Such a subtle detail that only really resonates when the nazi venue rebrands them as The Aren’t Rights, which I take as a specifically political action: they “aren’t right,” as in correct, as far as the fascists are concerned. The response to their first song (a cover of the Dead Kennedys “Nazi Punks Fuck Off!”) further underlines this political divide between band and crowd / hosts.