Fast Sofa

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.

I read some of the reviews on IMDB before taping this movie, and didn't expect to make it very far in (still needed to tape because of Natasha Lyonne) but ended up watching the whole thing and enjoying it.

The first third is so sleazy and stupid it actually entertains. For the rest of the film, Crispin Glover is fascinating and funny as an naive intellectual who's seemingly left the house for the first time. Through a chance encounter, he hits the road with wildman Jake Busey (who is also excellent and likeable in this role).

Jake Busey's character gets into a number of quandaries throughout the film as a result of his drunken or selfish behavior, and those serve as the mini plots in a film that has no larger one. But it was enough to keep me tuned in, along with the delicious film characterizations.

This is a very strange movie. Lets get that down first. It is similar in that regard to recent films like Doom Generation and Freeway 2: Confessions of a Trick Baby. It is violent, can be repulsive and disgusting, and is not for everybody. But if you like this type of film, this is a great film. By all means I recomend it highly, especially if you want to see more of Jennifer Tilly than you have before. Definately an unusal but fun (if you are into this type of film) ride.

This film is a sort of torture, but with just rewards. If you can make it through the first 27 minutes and 36 seconds, you are rewarded with the always-delightful Crispin Glover, playing a red-headed wandering-eyed bird-loving robbery victim. His greatness just barely balances out the awfulness of his partner-in-crime, Jake Busey's drug-wielding porn-addict with about all the acting skill of a porn star himself. Watching him hit on various women throughout the film is both embarrassing AND sleazy at the same time! Luckily Adam Goldberg, Jennifer Tilly, and Natasha Lyonne are all also present, still enjoyable actors despite their miniscule mediocre roles in the film. This movie is worth it if you are a diehard fan of Crispin Glover(fast fowarding through most of the other parts is a must, though), or a fan of ridiculous pornography that pretends to be a real film I suppose.

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.