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I'll just get to the point, because Scorsese hasn't been able to do so in a very long time. This movie takes the life out of crime. All of your favorite mob cos-players phone in the same old characters they've played for half a century. But in defense of their work, how could they care about dialogue like: "I'm your brother." "Are you my brother?" "I'm your brother." "But are you my brother?" "Yeah...I'm you're brother."

Wait, there's more. Countless classics such as:

"Talk to the little guy." "You mean the litltle guy?" "Yeah, the little guy." "The little guys?" "Yeah, the little guy." "From the place by the lake?" "Which lake?" "You know, the lake."

Evidently, this movie follows the real biography of a dangerous trucker-turned hitman. But Scorsese doesn't spend even a moment on the man's psychological evolution from one role to the other. It's just a series of mob-crime vignettes, with no story.

The next time Scorsese bellyaches about action movies, someone should remind him to add action to his movies.

I don't know if the original novella was a lazy jumble of half-baked ideas, but this piece of story salad sure is. If you like disconnected character development, unintelligible plot twists and unexplained time travel, wrapped around big, steaming piles of enigma, then this is the movie for you. Though well-acted, this Canadian snooze-o-rama begs the question: who honestly cares?

Unlikeable characters spew ugly dialogue, get chased and murdered by lazily-written killer cliches. Sheri Moon Zombie wears a tight t-shirt. The end.

Fortunately for Rob Zombie, this cartoon exercise is made almost watchable by great (if often over-the-top) acting , and good cinematography.