One of the best
mindfuck movies I've seen in a while. A 2001
Jeff Richardson film, starring
Joe Escalante (of
Vandals fame), among others. I think the best
teaser description of it is the
love child of
Cronenberg's
Videodrome, and
punk rock. It has a
gritty,
punk feel to it from the beginning; the
acting reminded me of movies like
Clerks at first. The
protagonist was similar as well, being a
hapless punk who's
going nowhere fast, and who means well, but can't seem to avoid making mistakes, one after another.
After a suitable amount of
character introduction, the movie starts to get weird. I'm not in the habit of writing
spoilers, but suffice to say that our hero ends up in the middle of the
desert in his
underwear, surrounded by
surreal insanity at every turn. If you're into
punk, this movie is worth it just for the
soundtrack... but if you're into low-budget, creative, independent films (for which you're willing to sacrifice some Hollywood-style acting), then this is a can't-miss soon-to-be
cult classic.
On the other hand, I saw
Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back the same night (how far you've fallen,
Kevin..), so anything moderately
intelligent was bound to make an impact..