Pun Salad

I wish I had a good excuse for wasting a Netflix pick on this. I think it was something like: "Hey, Bill Murray is in it." It was shown at a Toronto film festival last September, and opened in two (2) theaters in May, where it garnered $3,669 in box office receipts. A dismal score at IMDB and a measly 4% at Rotten Tomatoes. And they're not wrong.

Mickey Rourke plays Nate, a jazz musician who's in trouble with a gangster, Happy Shannon (Bill Murray). It seems that Nate was fooling around with Happy's wife, so before you know it Nate's being driven out to the desert for a quick execution.

Inexplicable fate intervenes, and Nate escapes. Wandering, he finds a carnival. One of the attractions is Lily (Megan Fox), who—I am not making this up—has big old angel wings. Nate and Lily break away from her carny captors, only to find themselves menaced by Happy again.

It's very ponderous and slow-going. It seems much longer than its actual 94-minute duration. Except for nudity and language, it's the kind of thing that Rod Serling or Alfred Hitchcock could have crammed into a half-hour, with commercials. (And, guess what—spoilers at the links—they did.)