Double Down

I know that some of you won't believe me, but this movie actually makes The Room look good. Yep, it's that bad. How bad you ask? Well, how about voice over for the first 25 minutes of the film. How about an anti-hero (played by the director/screenwriter/head bottle washer) with the tech powers of a god, who eats tuna from a can in his rundown car. And when we do finally get dialog, it's so clumsily written it's laugh out loud funny. "Worst than 9-11, or the other major attacks like 9-11" And the plot? Good luck with that. How any movie with this much voice over can be as unfollow-able, hell just plain incomprehensible, is one of the wonders of the modern age. Is he a good guy, bad guy, crazy, sane? Who know? Who cares? You sure as hell won't. Trust me. There is absolutely NOTHING redeeming about this film.

I don't need much to live on anymore. I just eat tuna out of the can and live in the car.

Not only did I gain nothing from watching this film, I believe it took something from me.

Neil is an artist, magician, visionary and god. He is the overlord of modern cinema. Watching any of his films, especially this one is better than sex. The plot, cinematography and acting is magical and very unique. Neil is also a technological genius and can use a computer more effectively and efficiently than most software developers.

A man living in his car and afflicted with mercury poisoning, becomes increasingly delusional and detached from reality, driving around the Nevada desert.