terrible... so disappointed.

Really Surprised!

A Surprisingly Unforgettable Movie!

Worth seeing just to witness how winsome it is.

This film deserves a re-watching! It's very 2018. Very precient and very cool. Very moody, great acting great directing

I personally enjoyed this movie a lot. It doesn't have neither a sophisticated story line nor stupid cheesy elements which are so often encountered in mainstream films. The movie has a nothing-to-lose feel about it, which is very relaxing and enjoyable. I especially enjoy road-trip films (see Going To California), which makes this one very close to my heart. Also my fondness of Heavy Metal allows me to relate to the main charachter Rick. Probably the best scene in the movie is the one in which he wakes up in the morning after being beat up and drives off to kick his offenders' asses to the sounds of Ace Of Spades.

So you're couchin' out one night at the ol' crib, semi-inebriated and seekin' some kick-ass passive entertainment of the televised variety and ya notice this film on your tv listings cable crawl, and so you check it out because it says Jake Busey, Crispin Glover, Jennifer Tilly and Eric Roberts are in it. How bad can THAT be, right? Two hours later you're cross-eyed and tentatively aroused but more than that, thoroughly confused with what you've just witnessed. What stands out most in your mind is the kinked-out-to-the-nines bondage scenes, of course, with Eric Roberts sticking his gun in Jake Busey's mouth while Tilly (as his wife, a strangely UN-sexy porn star) straddles him and Roberts warns him menacingly not to - ahem - enjoy it, shall we say - or he'll blow his brains out. Fun stuff, boys and girls. And then we have Crispin as a traumatized bird freak who accidentally killed a hawk when he was a child and he's still a virgin with an excellent vocabulary who invites himself along on Busey's deranged road trip to hell. It doesn't end too happily and it doesn't make much sense getting there, but, hey, the closing credits are dangerously creative, and Busey is still alive at the conclusion (at least I THINK he was), so all's well that ends well.

Crispin Glover rocks! The rest of the film on the other hand . . . does not. In fact, the rest of this flick was the minor millipede getting squashed by the crispy rock. Interesting enough to keep you until the end but for some reason the movie forgot to deliver.